United States

High School
African American
“What I ask for the negro is not benevolence, not pity, not sympathy, but simply justice.” -What the Black Man Wants, Frederick Douglass

Message from Writer

Love your body, because you are your body, not in the sense of it being the only thing by which you are judged, but in the sense of it being the vessel for your soul and the protector of your mind.

Should Have

March 4, 2020


The goodbye was too rushed.
It should have been in the moonlight,
a stream under a bridge under our feet,
a cool breeze blowing through your hair.
Maybe it’s raining—just a drizzle.
And the droplets are poised perfectly in your impeccable hair, 
as blue as your eyes,
eyes that hold oceans of knowledge behind them.
It should have been all the time we needed,
no prying eyes,
because if no one else had been there,
no therapeutic assistants,
no patients,
I would have kissed you.
I should have kissed you.


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  • aralyn.kay

    my biggest regret. if only, my love. one day.

    12 months ago
  • Tushar Mandhan

    After reading it, I felt like had a heartbreak. The pain of a failed romance always strikes back.

    12 months ago
  • melancholyviolets

    This poem perfectly captured the feelings of regret associated with a failed romance, the poem is heartbreaking but in a good way. Nice job!

    12 months ago