I saw it,

You saw it,

We all saw it.

The crumbs that stick to the ends of the loaf,

Fighting for the right to be swallowed.


"This is our America"


This is our century.

We have marched until our knees became shallow

We have shouted until our voices became hollow.

We have cried until our eyes became null.

Our hearts carrying cracks like shattered windows.

The very reality of our world becoming shards of bone that drinks penicillin.

Anguish fusing itself in our lungs.


How is it that a scoop of chocolate tongues are set to melt for speaking freedom?

The...