Legs
legs I wrote down, which cannot / explain how tired we were
Tag Archives: Black Queer Love
Hard-Fought
9 small poems on memory and loss
Let Me Explain
When I told him I am Black I meant I am in a constant state of mourning he thought I meant I am defeated I meant there is always something […]
Because You Also Survived
I kiss your chest the dead press back against my lips some are yours some are mine one raised white babies one killed babies like us one went under for […]
Radical Faggot 