Long way from Home

Im at the other end of the phone crying

Feeling so fucking empty

Like you just finished picking all of my insides out

I wonder how you can say one thing and mean another

I wonder how your heart turns to black overnight

Even when I feel this empty i still crave you to fill the void

But I can’t make your light bright

When mine is dying out.



Daughter to Father

I am your daughter
growing wild, and high.
I am your legacy, the wounds of our ancestors, your struggle in my bones.
The tears you cried, the nights you worked, the racism that hurt you, the language you struggle to speak, the dreams you gave to me.
I am your daughter
growing so high, it was you that taught me how to rise.
Your legacy–“vale la pena.”

-words to my father