Preparing My Daughter For Rain

by Key Ballah

My mouth is an infinite garden. Plant your seeds in my gums, I will speak you into fruition,

When your soul feels dry, when it is thirsty and cracking. Call a woman that you love, and tell her you love her. Tell her why, Tell her how. Ask her if she needs anything, Ask her how she is feeling. Tell her you appreciate her, Pray for her.

If you do not feel comfortable somewhere, leave. It is not rude, you are not wrong. There is no such thing as manners when your gut is telling you to get out!