a ghetto Cinderella story
little miss, I gotta make it out of the hood.
She advertised her ghetto to change the trajectory of her life.
Only one at the funeral on the front row with all her front teeth.
Ain't no privileges. Take a number, get in line, or join the rat race.
Tyrone built his prison cell in fourth grade. She was predetermined to beat statistics.
‘Cuz it ain't no Cinderella stories when you from the hood.
xoxo
This piece was inspired by the curation of hood therapy vol. 10, my personal story, the story of a friend, and conversations with
over the past few weeks.hood therapy vol. 10
I live downtown in Oakland above a nightclub and cannot lie Saturday night around 9 when the DJ is setting up and getting the playlist going I am in the crib vibing with them. One of these days I’m g…
A special shoutout to
for recruiting me into the micro-fiction world to prepare me for a collab. I view everyone’s work as art and before starting the collaboration I wanted to study her art and find my voice in this new style. I don’t write fiction or shorter-styled pieces so this was a huge challenge, but I was willing to try.A week later with many edits, I am obsessed with this piece!
i’ve already come back to read this like three times! i’m loving this creative exploration. OKKKKK trying new things!! 🫶🏾🫶🏾🫶🏾
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