"You fall in love with a woman’s flowers but you never looked at her roots."
"Prove to me that you are worthy, or get the f*ck out of my face!"
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"No one ever talks to the bride."
And she has a 4-step plan to destroy it.
“Black, brown, beautiful -- viviremos para siempre. Afro-Latinos hasta la muerte.”
“Do I tell my son not to steal because it is wrong or because they will use it to justify his death?”
“To the guy in the back of the room complaining about listening to another rape poem.” So begins Brenna Twohy's riveting
[h/t WifeyTV] In the slam poem "I Think She Was A She," spoken word poet and performance artist Leyla Josephine recounts