I am so tired Of being “represented” “Diversity” makes me hurt. My existence a cherry on your vanilla gateaux. I am the eggs you beat to yellow. I am the milk that curled your flour I am the grain pounded and sifted I am the sweet brown sugar you caned off sun-baked backs and…

It’s okay if they feel you are a burden. You never asked to be this. You carry the heaviest load on your back. You need not have sympathy for those who complain about having to drag you behind them. You deserve life. You deserve space. …

I cannot help but wonder who taught us that to ask for anything we must first be everything. . I cannot help but wonder Who breathed life to our clay To live to serve To serve to live Till the day we return to earth and our bones feed the…