Poems by Forris Watkins

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  • When nothing that we discuss goes beyond us...

  • Internal and external beauty, a sexy red bone, wit...
    It's flat, it was round to me when I was rubbin on...

  • I lie here and begin to dream, nothing neva really...
    da way dat it seem.. My eyes on low beam, but I...

  • 110, Patron, Gin, and Remy, dey wonder how I focus...

  • "Un-Uh" is clearly your favorite word as...