I love collages
I tape pictures of Oprah's head and paste it the middle of a school of fish
Right under my feet and paddling hands
I tear out photos of the sun
Paste them over the freckles on my face
I cut letters, commas, ellipses to decorate the sky
Black, blue, red, you
We are all tangled and glued in the space together
We are all swimming to level for pockets of air
Elbowing our way to the front to see if God still cares
When will we get it
How nothing I am without knowing
How something you are too
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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