To the Spectator
Don’t insult me for what I do I do my best and you can’t say anything If you would like to try go ahead I […]
Don’t insult me for what I do I do my best and you can’t say anything If you would like to try go ahead I […]
The horizon meets the cotton candy colors of the setting sun. The buoy like motion of the boat beneath my feet moves My body as […]
She had teeth sharpened to points— crafted to rip the heart out of racism and to slit the throat of misogyny. She carried a […]
You stood there in front of me. What do you want? You stand silent, Not a word slips through your sealed lips. I turn away, […]
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