Monday, January 11, 2021

Our crowns did not create us
but can change us if we let them
can blind us to our sameness
when we set them and forget them
bake a hard shell of privilege
to encase us and protect us 
from paying for the damage 
done to those who would reject us 
for breaking every promise
made to change and to respect them 
not to hold so tightly to
golden blindfolds and neglect them
for when our crowns inflate us
sum us up and then become us
the solid ground we stood on
quakes so they can take them from us.

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love notes
a ritual to start the work week