Truth-tellers are not always palatable. There is a preference for candy bars.

When you use the term minority or minorities in reference to people, you're telling them that they're less than somebody else.

Writing is a delicious agony.

What shall I give my children? who are poor, / Who are adjudged the leastwise of the land...

at a certain moment in social proceedings, I am on FIRE to leave: I have a leaving-FIT.

I who have gone the gamut from an almost angry rejection of my dark skin by some of my brainwashed brothers and sisters to a surprised queenhood in the new Black sunam qualified to enter at least the kindergarten of new consciousness now... I have hopes for myself.

Exhaust the little moment. Soon it dies. And be it gash or gold it will not come again in this identical guise.