A whisper came from the doorway called attention from my studies, to the left I looked, saw nothing; but the darkness of the the shadow of where once you stood. In the memory of my mind, hallow echoes I’ve become blind to the effects of what was once your center stage now background music to…
“Tom Boy” childhood gender nonconformity…according to Wikipedia… that is in terms a word, still used today? or is that socially unacceptable, anyway? I mean the name tag, thing.. The Label, the term that makes the otherwise self-indulged yuppie white 4 squared wanna be, really wannabe me. Fear locked inside their heads, utilize terms to justify…
My Words… I want my words to color the walls of revolutionaries like a timeless masterpiece whose brushstrokes never fade and movement strike a chord in every man, woman and child, so that when the evening shadow falls and I am called home, I will know my weary self gave everything worthy of me to…