My place is as an Indo-Afrikan Queen whose daily struggle is existing under the burdens of oppression, racism and patriarchy trying tirelessly to make it through each day.
What's yours?
Monday 9 October 2017
Under Tall Palms
Under tall palms
the soft kiss of darkness
gives rise to
the type of
loneliness
that smells like
serenity
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