She drowned
her past
in a cocktail
of pitch-black
venom with a
smattering
of lethal.”
|| shoo.shu ||

Bleed
woman
bleed

Feed the licks of the Sun
with your immortal womb

Sieze the comfort
of the light before it dies
tried woman
waiting in the amniotic fluid

Bleed
woman
bleed

Show up in the afterbirth
before the hours
have gone fetal
deliver yourself from gender

Live the unknown gaps
free, black and forever

These grey walls

That lost their souls

Are soon to be resurrected

By a new kind of art that’s been neglected.



Bring in the color,

Let’s have fun

Change the mural,

Make is shine!



Many might be against it,

Call it fake,

Or even junk,

But for me guys,

This is… art.

I convince myself I expect too much
But words should reflect what you do
And all I see are people put before me
When I'm the friend "closest" to you

I know how you are and the things that you choose,
I should trust that you mean what you say,
But if I'm really this, and if I'm really that,
Why only treat others that way?

If I'm right about things, I wouldn't be shocked
you're acting one way when it's not
But I hope upon hopes that you mean what you say
'Cause you have all the love that I've got.