(poet, artist. 1939) i am a dirty little room with spiders in the corner of my skull my mouth a dark pit into which human droppings disappear the speck of rust in my heart worries me many people breathe in...

"The torture of being the unseen object, and constantly observed subject." - Amiri Baraka Identifying ”The Others” is all about power dynamics. It is the messy intersection and interaction of multiple identities, mixed with toxic socializing, body scaling and the assumed...