Sublime

You live broken, you live small, lest someone makes you smaller, lest someone break you. You are Black body, container, vessel, property.

The

Most of the time, we do not have the aid of a rhyme to call our attention to the ways we sound exactly like those whom we hate the most.

we’re watching a group of people who are tired of being erased, tired of being forced into where they do not fit, tired of inhabiting a restless spirit, tired of crying, tired of being, tired of being murdered in the seclusion of daylight.