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Queer feminist/ activist.
Owned by a beagle/basset hound.
In love with vanilla chai.
because here we sit so calmly...
When the white man
hears accusations of "privilege...
If only I could have saved her.
If only I could have known her name...
We plant flowers in our chests
and bloom epiphanies...
"Ready for warfare?", my mind antagonizes.
"I wasn't created for battlefields", my heart insists.
My heart is sick with grenades.
Sometimes you have to work on protecting yourself more than your desire to protect others.
by c. a. williams
by Courageous Dreamer