There’s a woman telling me about the three black men that stormed her house. The broken kitchen table. The hole in her walls where they went after her dog with hammers. Her son’s bleeding scalp, how they dragged him from the living room to the backseat of their car. She refers to them as “gang-bangers.”
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choice in the underwear.fruit of the loom hanes.born with too much boy in the blood.
i heart you.
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it is saying a lot, and in so many ways.
awesome.
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I want to grow my hair out and pass for heteronormative.
Fredrick Douglas never had that choice.
Choice is a privileged I hide in my underwear.
I was born with too much boy in my blood.
I’ve never touched the insides of a black woman, but now, I wish I had.
He calls me a faggot. I call him a joke --
and then one or both of us wince.
yea. i winced too. you scare me, in a good fukn way.
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