Throw Down the Earth
You're not a monstrous titan or cultural roadmap.
Black woman, the stars
ordained you as Queen. Rise up.
You're no one's Atlas.
About the Creator
R.C. Taylor
I write to invoke, to process, to honor, to resurrect, and—sometimes—to grieve but, above all, I write to be free.
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Pearl
1980 something. we all hung out at Pearl and you and i were nothing special, or so i thought. i mean we all danced, drenched in our own sweat, our own saline solution of fear, too many beers, shots, laughter, tears, fucks in the bathroom and i don't know when we began to be afraid. do you?
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Comments (7)
Whoaaa, this was so deep and extremely powerful! Brilliant use of imageries! Very beautifully written!
That last line hits deep! Awesome haiku.
Wow, so much emotion and power in those three lines. Loved it!!
Beautiful!
Fabulous piece. Well done.
Really loved this, you’ve said so much in so few syllables
Absolutely gorgeous! ❤️