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?
Sunday 9 July 2017
My heart
is a tiny
deserted
house
on a desolate
beach.
You came by
on a sunny
day and
opened its
shutters.
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