I need to write—
Fantasy, thriller, action, sex—
Yeah, that’ll catch their attention.
Raising Chaos and Order,
wrapped in mental disorder—
but they’re mine.
I need to write—
“Sorry, we’re moving forward without you.
Good luck in future employment.”
Damn…
I need to write—
Another argument with you.
Look baby, I know apologies ain’t enough.
I need to write.
Betrayal again?
Ain’t nothing new.
I need to write.
You can’t manipulate my mind—
I’m so tired and through.
I need to write—
Can you at least be grown enough
to admit when it’s you?
I need to write—
Oh, I’m Bi now?
Because I asked you to
stop speaking poison?
To be present, instead of weakly.
To build something real
with your kin?
Bet.
I need to write.
It’s been a long time…
This heart of mine is used to being broken by you.
I need to write—
But these children of mine,
this family of mine—
it’s called Kintsugi.
Cracked, but golden.
Broken, but still whole.
I need to write…
I need to write…
Little Black child—
you need to write something
Black
and golden.

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