Sunday heard me crying.

If I screamed it would kill your

heart is beautiful and pure I love how

I couldn’t take the weight of your body on me, suffocating

Joy I found with only you, willing and ready

we fought every day, your hands around

my waist you’d whisper a kind secret in my ear and

Brittany Talissa King

Brittany Talissa King

Writer and journalist. I explore race and social issues through history and pop-culture. @b.talissa IG. @KingTalissa Twitter. Journalism MA — NYU.