
Missing my locs today.

Zoe Blaq, MA
Poet//Spiritual Warrior//Urban Gardener
Grandmother
I thank you for the fire in my words
The creole twist in my warrior spirit
And the memories we shared on a
Stormy Louisiana night
Confessing our love for poetry.
-ZB
The world is crumbling
into what it can become
Sit back or get up
get out and run
Get undone
or stay stuck
In sticky traps
tunnel vision
Rat race
poker face
cellphone date
Look world
Look up
Look in between
And beneath
Who you are
Stardust
Stay present
Ground yourself
In opportunity
Break and
Loose control
Be free
-ZB
They say be foolish. Just a little. Love can save you or kill you.
-ZB