Today my son sat at my feet while I twisted his locks. I listened to him laugh and play with my niece who won her championship basketball game today. I watched my nephew carry his long body across the room. I worked on the lesson plan for my class tomorrow. These are good times.
Enjoy yourselves today. I already am.
Black ass poems. Black ass stories. Black ass art. Black ass life. Black ass love. Black ass hate. Black ass parenting. Black ass depression. Black ass mania. And other stuff too.
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