http://slow.writerscafe.org/Yasmin_small The original writings of author Yasmin_small en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776178787 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Black is being proud to stand outTo be AfricanTo be strong Black is being able to wake up in the morning and go clean some white mans trash just to do it for you other black family Black is being able to appreciate for the day's meal and clean waterBlack is to know struggle and fight g.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yasmin_small/2178245/ Being black is to know amapiano, kwaito, gqom and voshoIt's to wake up in the morning and go clean the yard with umakhelwane next to you and the kids flying their kites in the autumn's wind It's to know know how it's like to make a car with an empty Handy Andy bottle and play with friends while .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yasmin_small/2175873/ She wished it could go back to that day When she gave her numbers to that human that made her feel inhuman As she called with a reply, she got served As she knew nothing but kindness but all she got was dumbnessThinking why she trying While all he is doing is survivingShe be breaking wal.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yasmin_small/2173259/ The feeling I felt was deep As it initially made me weep But maybe you thought I'm a creep as you never checked my beeps Even though sometimes I knew I was acting madBut that dont mean you need to make me sad As you fixed my heart that don't mean you need to crack my soul as I never been n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yasmin_small/2167710/ Peace be upon him The one who split the moon in half The one without sinWho had eleven wives and still became equal As I recall stories of hardships I cry in sadness to how I wish I could have been a wing man fighting next to him in battles With his face full of Noor I wonder to the sins.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yasmin_small/2167480/ Collab....Yasmin_small & @nasthepoet_ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yasmin_small/2167109/ U http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yasmin_small/2158912/ She wrote on it Feeling herself cuminShe wanted it She needed it And the only thing she could do was put a finger in it and play with herselfSweating on her own in her own corner She desired it She desired him She was vulnerableAnd he finally came to her rescue pulling her panties .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yasmin_small/2158862/ She didn't know who she digged anymore as she felt like she went into player mode .They all made her feel like a queen forgetting she was cheapShe kept on checking their mails forgetting they've nailed.The only thing she could do is blame it on herself as no one gave her those feelings ... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yasmin_small/2157461/ The distance we had was like we in different worlds who never orbited next to each other.All they had in common was the sun that gave them life and the sound of raindrops that scattered around their backyard.They were of different breeds, yet they were from the same animal.They had the sam.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yasmin_small/2157315/