That’s not my name. What is my name? Well I tell you. They call me Janet simple enough, but it doesn’t feel right on my tongue. My name feels like it’s in my throat fighting to be pronounced- to be heard, to be seen, to fly and swirl on sweet breezes and north winds. Like […]
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Her Mission Statement
I looked that woman dead in the eye and told her that I respect the shit out of her. She never gives up and when most tapped out, she began to tap out a new beat; and those that try to hold her down are only free weight lifting equipment. I told her that I […]
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