When I die there are gonna be some younger poets drunk and high in somebody's living room talking about "Okay okay!!! Skinny Jaha or fat Jaha? Baldheaded Jaha or nappy gray afro Jaha?" And I'mma be hovering over them like yeeaaah.
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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