Autumn seemed to arrive suddenly that year. The morning of the first September was crisp and golden as an apple…
women dont have rights over their own bodies
innocent black people are getting gunned down
people are having to protest for basic human rights
did i just describe 1914 or 2014?
I want to text you. Just to remind you that I’m still here. But then I remember that you know I’m here. You just don’t care.