Counting Descent
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Read between June 2 - June 3, 2022
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they call me blue because they don’t understand how the sky work they call you black because they don’t understand how god work
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It is the irony of a ship burning at sea, surrounded by the very thing that could save us.
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Tell me, at what velocity does joy travel? Does it need a harness? Or merely the right degree of force to disentangle the fear from the rapture?
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i’ve seen what they make of you how they render you a multiplicity of mistakes
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How one can be lulled into nostalgia by the clamor of an audacious love.
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do you know what it means for your existence to be defined by someone else’s intentions?
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Our stars weren’t meant for their sky. We have never known the same horizon.
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when the levees broke open did the ocean intend to swallow the city or find refuge inside of it
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is it still called disappearing if no one knew you were there
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to survive we need the money of those who do not care who we have been but only what we offer
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it would be nice to be something in a museum one day because that’s what I’ve been told means you’ve lived a meaningful life but I think instead I might like to be in a garden where even after I die the residue of me can help grow something more beautiful than I ever was
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how remarkable it is to get to see you each day before the rest of the world does,
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I have always used words to try and convince the world that I am worth something.
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Shout out to the chalk on the blackboard for leaving its shadow behind
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I listen to the sound of leaves as they decide whether or not it is time to descend from their branches.
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Maybe when I was a kid a white boy told me I was marginalized and all I could think of was the edge of a sheet of paper, how empty it is— the abyss I was told never to write into.