And thoughts of no other man but you could possibly get through the picket lines to enter into my mind.

I speak without reservation, from what I know and who I am. I do so with the understanding that all people should have the right to offer their voices to the chorus whether the result is harmony or dissonance. The worldsong is a colorless dirge without the differences that distinguish us, and it is that difference which should be celebrated not condemned.

There's a crowd of people harbored in each person There are so many roles that we play.

I'm aware enough, I guess, of American labor history.

I just hope it was okay, I know it wasn't perfect, I hope in the end we can laugh and say it was all worth it.

Squint your eyes and look closer I'm not between you and your ambition I am a poster girl with no poster I am thirty-two flavors and then some And I'm beyond your peripheral vision So you might want to turn your head Cause someday you might find you're starving and eating all of the words you said.

Mostly, I stay out of social media conversations. But sometimes, they hunt me down and shoot at me anyway!