J. Cole : Writing

i called you god because i liked the way it felt

i called you god because i liked the way it felt

A Poem by J. Cole


inside my stomach something is clawing: a sound, a muffled heartbeat, a caged animal. i fill the lines in, i take another bath in your leftover w..
we were made of wood

we were made of wood

A Poem by J. Cole


of all the things i leave behind, this always makes me cry the most
I wish you could see the way we are

I wish you could see the way we are

A Poem by J. Cole


i started typing in black, without being able to see what i am writing and i thought this is like being blinded by the sun being blinded by candleli..
climbing is necessary

climbing is necessary

A Poem by J. Cole


awakeawakeawakeand i think there's something missing behind my eyes, i think there used to be this color, maybe it was blue, that once was a light a..
Big Sur

Big Sur

A Poem by J. Cole


she's driving down Highway One with the backseat full of newly purchased wine bottles she's been at this a while, gliding through the turns with h..
run-on

run-on

A Poem by J. Cole


hope you’re having fun getting over me getting over you while it all carries forward moves on looks back and says good luck to the wicked d..
the first time i became a monster

the first time i became a monster

A Poem by J. Cole


it’s starting to become a hunger, a hunt for meat that does not belong to me meat that i can kill with my bare hands without feeling any guil..