Long Live The Queen

Art by Harmonia Rosales

I have no more tears to shed. I haven’t prayed for death this much since getting beat as a kid.


There is only one solution when violence equals our subtraction.

And it does not involve hope.


Waiting just for a little while longer-makes us the project- where completion means destruction.


If self -respect is wealth-who is really broke? The ones who pretend God could live as, and in the color of a ghost. 


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