Inheritance/Improvisation (Tiel Aisha Ansari Poem)
Inheritance. I wasn't raised to call myself Black, Indian, Chinese-- "You're human," said my parents. That was all. By the ...
Inheritance. I wasn't raised to call myself Black, Indian, Chinese-- "You're human," said my parents. That was all. By the ...
Departure At last, I'm leaving the familiar roof! I'm undeterred by rain and wind. This presentation should be quite a ...
I heard an echo in a hollow place. No sound of blowing wind or drifting sand, some ancient voice was ...
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