Tiara Swearington is an unhoused writer and poet who lives in Oakland.
My mind, the haunted house
Living with mental illness can feel like living in a haunted house all the time.
Optimism is real…isn’t it?
"My soul refuses to die
even with a heart full of pain
and eyes full of cries
in the words of Maya Angelou,
'still I rise.'"
Apology to Jada’Marie
Mommy’s sorry I can’t be perfect I’m trying.Whenever I’m weak, I think Jada’Marie is worth it. It may not seem