I was dead when they found me. They weren’t entirely sure how long I had been dead for, but it was a good few minutes.
What you perceive as a black man eyeraping you, may actually just be a black man giving you what he thinks is a “friendly, flirty look.” That you immediately dismiss his stare as attempted rape is as racist an attitude as they come.
by Renee Garcia-Brown For all who resist Someone once told me that compassion is greater than courage As if the two were separate Like you can have one without […]
by Renee Garcia-Brown For all those too stubborn and pissed off to quit. Softly, I must end this year As bloody, broken as I am picking up butchered […]
by Renee Garcia-Brown For my cousin Bruce Morgan, 1957-2017 I dreamed I saw the ocean again And remembering the dream now, I’m crying. On my birthday I dreamed […]