One time I went bowlingbecause I was boredand it was okay,and I did okay, with my small ballfor my small hand,but I decided to try…
Don’t tell us to take the high ground.
what is it to be human
Disabled protestors pulled from their chairsPastors praying in the rotunda handcuffedBlack Lives Matter supporters tear gassed
I wrote this in the summer, right when all the protesting started but didn’t want to share while it was still so raw.
Routine days start and end.Am I really this content?It’s all sweet in my little life,working, writing, being a wife,but too much…
so much dependsupona glossy black flybold as a revolutionsitting on a whiteliar
It is oppressivethe proximity toa dictatoryou struggle with itlike a pillow…