Kat Gale’s Reviews > Pangaea: Prose and Poetry > Status Update
Kat Gale
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we were born without borders
until your politics put them there,
creating confines for
our brown bodies to break between.
— Apr 25, 2024 08:34AM
until your politics put them there,
creating confines for
our brown bodies to break between.
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Kat Gale
is on page 123 of 128
I have lived too many
lives to be only one thing,
and instead of attempting
to mesh them into the form
of a human being, I have
decided to love every jagged
edge of mine.
Allow me to introduce myself,
a warning and a welcoming,
all at once.
— Apr 25, 2024 03:29PM
lives to be only one thing,
and instead of attempting
to mesh them into the form
of a human being, I have
decided to love every jagged
edge of mine.
Allow me to introduce myself,
a warning and a welcoming,
all at once.
Kat Gale
is on page 88 of 128
What else is the heart but a fist pounding on a door, over and over, a door that leads nowhere? I am so tired of knocking on the entrance to a purgatory.
Too often, I am the waiting room and not the destination.
— Apr 25, 2024 10:20AM
Too often, I am the waiting room and not the destination.
