Breathing is underrated.
Fly you crows. My father was not a spectacle. He was the greatest man I ever knew. He was my everything.
You ever think about the noose?''I been thinking about the noose since I was born.
You expect certain things to always be there, like the bakery on the corner, or the boy you grew up with. But when the very ground can eat you alive without warning, what's to say the ocean won't dry...
What good's a black face if it means I'm just someone else's property? Why give me these arms and legs just to carry someone else's load, not my own?
