I Didn’t Know

March 7, 2017 // 0 Comments

By Sherlyn Assam   I didn’t know All could be exclusive Or that Lives could be compared That Matter could still be ripped apart By the melanin that it shared   When we chant black, we do . . . Read more

Love Is Not A Problem

June 25, 2016 // 0 Comments

By Julia Ranallo For loving I’ve been hurt, Taunted and forgotten It’s caused you anger, made you judge But why is my love a problem? For the girls who live on the street Because their families . . . Read more