Tuesday, 23 July 2019

A poem by Chad Norman about the men of the N.C.A, and others as well, dressed in whiteness, the little fellas with big hatreds. Donald, Jared, Andrew, Jason, Doug, and even Stephen…

It’s exhausting
The way we live
Taking home microaggressions
That we never ask for

From Tired bodies, a poem by Martha Mutale, a poet from Zambia who now lives in Nova Scotia