The next morning I was awoken by the sun coming in and out of the blinds into my face. Beside me rest my beautiful wife, sleeping so quietly that you wouldn’t even known she was there. Kissing her so that I wont awaken her and rolling over to the edge of the bed. I read somewhere that if you’re not up within five seconds of … Continue reading PIMP JUICE Chp.2

War Behind you. (A poem By Debrice Ross)

What would I do? If I love you then I would go to war behind you. If you love me, you wouldn’t use your love as a tool. One bad day and it would be war behind you. One tear would rally a million troops. Battleships would leave docks armed and ready to set the cannons loose. The world would tremble, birds would fly confused. … Continue reading War Behind you. (A poem By Debrice Ross)