I’ve got bruises,
ones you can’t see.

Cuz I’ve buried them deep within me
that is …until recently
when my body reminded me
in the form of PTSD
and it made me think
about all the things
that go unseen.

All the invisible scars.
All the activists behind bars
for trying to put out fires
Because the world is burning
and full of na…read more

So there I was, sitting on a twin-size air mattress on my cousin’s bedroom floor in the Bronx–jobless, depressed, and suicidal. It was at that moment that I realized that I was the only person that could save me, so I had to become a Phoenix. I had to spread my wings to fly or I was sure to die. I’ve been told my entire life, “You’re so strong. Y…read more