cinnamon thighs and daddy boys • poetry

introduction

"she bathes in the souls of enchantresses foretold."

dedication:

1) to all those fuckers that spoke my name in a tone with anything less than awe, reverence, with less worth than that of a goddamn queen.

(the colour of my skin did not make me lesser than you)

2) to all my ladies, to all my men, to everyone, of every colour, of every shape, size and race, who have been made to feel less than their real worth.

(if you harness every particle of the universe and hand it in your palms, it still will not be worthy of you)

(NOTE: this isn't a book about using sex as revenge or anything of the sort. nor is it solely about racism. it is a story of personal experiences mixed with fiction. thank you and enjoy xx)