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Walking while black by R.C. Thaka

R.C. Thaka | Mar 7th, 2018 | poetry | No Comments

Poem

How can I hate my Melanin?

When all she gets me are free massages
and happy-endings
from pigs
who see me walking
and feel justified in searching
me.

But still, I love you my Melanin
without any prejudice.

Poet Bio

R.C Thaka likes to write in their spare time when their spare time allows them spare time.

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