Jasmine Reid

honey all over

sticky skin everybody look fly-ugly

stuck today-hah hid my hide

hyme so sticky & pretty sky

hi am princess please gravity ( ) grasp

my nips crowned stiff in the night hi miss

bare me but b-words bears

sun-suckers so honey outside

leaves shake like leaves inside in stead

of “run” high flower hand hope for thorns

trees to look up to under this season

of fear oh Autumn

where did all my person go