Submissions by _SpaceStation (Kimberlie Taylor Morriso)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Grandpa Little Silly
He was always there for her right from the very start,
This precious little girl captured his heart,
Though they shared no blood and skin color wasn't the same,
little Eme knew him by only one name,
Grandpa she'd say, I love you so much,
It would go right to a place that only she touched,
He'd call her his silly and she'd give him a smile,
But his time with her was just a short while,
Quintin left this world the day after Eme turned three,
Leaving so many wondering how could this be,
But Eme still says I love you grandpa and she says it extra loud,...
This precious little girl captured his heart,
Though they shared no blood and skin color wasn't the same,
little Eme knew him by only one name,
Grandpa she'd say, I love you so much,
It would go right to a place that only she touched,
He'd call her his silly and she'd give him a smile,
But his time with her was just a short while,
Quintin left this world the day after Eme turned three,
Leaving so many wondering how could this be,
But Eme still says I love you grandpa and she says it extra loud,...
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I Am Back. -A Skater's Anthem.
From hated to graded.
From shaded to rated.
You all didn't expect me, but glad I participated.
We got some shit we created, and a buzz circulated.
And ever since that, we've been so motivated.
We sat and concentrated.
We even got real animated.
Every spot that we went to; psht. Shit got annihilated.
Rails were assassinated.
Gaps were mutilated.
Sometimes while sober.
Sometimes intoxicated.
Started a spark; illuminated.
Niggas watched; salivated.
All because our lines were fat; unsaturated.
On all the shit that we skated, our tricks...
From shaded to rated.
You all didn't expect me, but glad I participated.
We got some shit we created, and a buzz circulated.
And ever since that, we've been so motivated.
We sat and concentrated.
We even got real animated.
Every spot that we went to; psht. Shit got annihilated.
Rails were assassinated.
Gaps were mutilated.
Sometimes while sober.
Sometimes intoxicated.
Started a spark; illuminated.
Niggas watched; salivated.
All because our lines were fat; unsaturated.
On all the shit that we skated, our tricks...
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