The first thing I ever wrote about was love. I was twelve, B’Day had just dropped, and it inspired a poem in me. Perhaps it was the heat and boredom of the summer. Perhaps it was the fact that I was told to keep away from any boy in the town I grew up in. Either way, I knew it was all I wanted. The first thing I ever published, in my high school’s liter…
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