“This is my garden,
Where I water dreams
And uproot needy niggas. I am gardener,
Pruning every source of life,
Willing to become the executioner.
My fingers are green,
From bending light to feed my needs.
I finally see that supporting life
Was never meant to be too easy.
I have grown with responsibility,
In these five-fold miracle phalanges.
This is my stomping ground.
My corner slice of Eden.”


Victoria Angelique