We are poets, and consumers-taxpayers and voters. We are fighting and writing. We are building and crying. And this is an invitation of love in the face of all your poltrickster hate.
These violent memories clutter my head all the time. Me and mama were houseless in Berkeley, Oakland, LA, and San Francisco—all of them operating under the English colonial law that deems poor people criminal for being poor.
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