Some folks post thirst traps.
Diggity? He just drops thought traps.
‘Cause when you ain’t got the curves… you gotta serve the verbs.
#ghostanDiggity
Y’all ain’t ready — Diggity on the porch spittin’ like Soundgarden had a baby with Ludacris, and that kid showed up rappin’ in steel-toes. 🔥 Ghost on bass slappin’ from the underworld, porch rockin’ like a block party revival. #ghostanDiggity
#poetry
YEAHHH BOYYYY!! 🎤 Diggity back on the porch droppin’ truth — ‘He’s just too nice’? 🤦🏽♂️ Next thing you know, her bestie’s wearin’ a DATE A BEAR tee, and Diggity gotta spell it out: what they really wanted was a villain in a hoodie. #ghostanDiggity
“Weekends move like music. Mondays move like mud.”
#ghostanDiggity
1, 2, 3, and to the 4… 🎤
Snoop Doggy Dogg, and Diggity on the floor.
Laughin’ bout some shit, that he jus’ made up —
keepin’ blunts lit and gin & juice in that cup. 🍹🔥
#ghostanDiggity
"Yo, check it out… Diggity sittin’ on the porch like a real one. 🎤
She put him in the friend zone, now she mad he treat her like a friend? 🤦🏽♂️
Man, like my uncle Snoop said — ‘we don’t love these hos… we out the door.’ 🚪🔥
Porch wisdom, wrapped in smoke. #ghostanDiggity
#poetry
Another submission
YEAHHH BOYYYY!! 🎤 From the static in the wires to the hum in your soul — it’s the phantom of the mix, the smoke-slingin’ sound wizard, the BACK PORCH APPARITION — GHOST!!! 👻🎸 Always in the cut, always in the pocket… if you hear it and feel it, that’s him. #ghostanDiggity
Another card in the backporch lore set.
YEAHHH BOYYYY!! 🎤 From the smoke & strings of the porch… it’s the groove general himself — DIIIGGITTTYYY!! Bass so heavy it’ll rattle your ribcage! 🔥🎸 #ghostanDiggity
Sunday morning reflecting on Friday afternoons in HR.
#ghostanDiggity
#takethisjobandshoveit
#thisisonlypretend
To help explain a little bit of the Back Porch lore.
We are doing mock magic the gathering style cards for all the characters on the porch.
The mythical girl at that one concert in row 3. The kind of girl that leaves you chasing that smile till the end of time.
#ghostanDiggity
“Some kids ditch class...
Others disappear in plain sight.
Me? I found sanctuary in a notebook,
lit by a spark they called trouble.”
#poetry
#ghostanDiggity
“Some nights the words just glow.
Not ‘cause I know what I’m doing—
but ‘cause I finally let go.”
Diggity
#poetry
#ghostanDiggity
Diggity deep in the clutter, pork rinds & crushed cans, holdin' fire to thought.
Smoke curlin’ like the memories—
the pen don’t lie, but sometimes the past do.
#ghostanDiggity
#poetry
Row 3 in the cut,
Ghost on the hush.
Diggity just deciphering illusions and
brushing off
delusions.
#ghostanDiggity #poetry #backporchvibes
Diggity trimmed his beard today
Symbolic?
Maybe.
Maybe just tired of the Grey.
#poetry
#ghostanDiggity
Diggity and ghost
Doin what Sunday's do
Chillin, Smokin
Eating food.
#LazyDay
#ghostanDiggity
Adoration got me spiraling through riddles.
Not trying to impress—just trying to understand.
Tell me—
Do your feelings speak in full sentences or just…
show up in your eyes?
#ghostanDiggity #poetry #BackPorchSessions #BlueMoodSunday #LateNightInk
Diggity out here midnight dancing yall.
Dance partners?
He might not need one
But would not turn down an offer
If you wanna dance.
#poetry
#ghostanDiggity
#SaturdayNightLive
Ghost is winding down his stand up for the evening.
“Dating apps are wild, man.
One girl said she wanted someone emotionally available.
I said, ‘Cool—I’m free Tuesdays after therapy.’”
#poetry
#ghostanDiggity
#SaturdayNightLive
“Ever been ghosted so hard you had to haunt yourself just to feel seen?”
<crickets gasp,
the girl in row 3 exhales through her nose
like she ain’t tryna laugh>
#poetry
#ghostanDiggity
#SaturdayNightLive
We’ll kick off the Back Porch Stand-Up: Saturday Night Ghost Special with that heavy-hitter:
“Yall ever date a human who said ‘I’m not like the others’… only to find out they were right—they were worse?”
#ghostanDiggity
#SaturdayNightLive
#BackPorch
Frustrations of the Day:
Technology always got me trying
To prove who I am
But each time a part of me dying
I am only one man
One thought
A poet
On his back porch
Hiding from that midday sun
Blurring lines like graphic imaging
Waiting for night to come.
#poetry
#ghostanDiggity