Latoya Campbell

Joined February 2025

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Oh, sweet freedom is that you on the horizon. I'll meet you by the shore and rest in peace with you forevermore.

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Human Weed
Sometimes, the words live better in rhythm than in ink. Here’s something I created, a raw, visual poem I hope you'll feel in your bones.
By Latoya Campbell10 months ago in Poets
Only My Pen Knows My Name
NTERIOR - WRITING ROOM - SUNSET Sunset over a lake Photo by Johannes Plenio on Unsplash Craving the attention, all eyes on me. The clicks, the likes, the follows. The who wants to be. Who wants to emulate my stride? Who wants to live in my successes? Who wants to mirror all these kee-kees? And hee-hees that I keep pretending exist, that I keep performing.
By Latoya Campbell10 months ago in Poets