The right amount

I’m offended not by you, But by your ignorance. You say i’m too sensitive Which just ain’t true. I conclude I’m the right amount pound a butter

Closed Curtain

there is a theatre of naysayer lies can't convince me that I ain't real pinch my skin tight and remote to emotions I am real so real, got a certificate of authenticity a theatre of anti-blackness that says I can't exist tap the glass box and shatter the mold I do exist trap slices my …

Shut UP-I’m talking

by Desiree McCray don't you talk when I'm talking I got eyes in the back of my head I got eyes at the bottom of my feet. Listen when I'm talking to you When I walk barefoot, my heels know the soil lies dormant. but I still tread as I drop seeds fervant and with …

why i am an angry black woman? a memoir

Black woman were born with two strikes against them. They are both woman and black, as a 2nd class citizen. We live at this margin and intersection in a world and in America that values neither.