Jul
9
Astigmatism
My eyes flow with the blood of cataracts as I sink deeper into the chair, pondering the possibility of a unified and continuous (black?) racial consciousness. Perhaps that’s the same type of thinking we’ve been trying to shed for the past 500 years, or perhaps only the status quo is at fault for its exertions upon a tired and emasculated history/ancestry/heritage.
Or maybe I’m just drunk mid-week and a bit tired.
