I hate not knowing what I want.

It is quite likely that this will not make sense or be orderly.

I've been thinking about race/ethnicity/culture a lot lately. It's, so far, only made it into two (unedited but workshopped) poems. I know there is more. Yesterday, I met two writings seemingly about race from others. Dialogue ensued with one writer. (With the other, there are too many ( Read more... )