Is the point of the dance, not simply to dance?
How often does the world come together, like this? It was, that the news would report on conflict connecting us in shared dehumanization disguised as information
By Nikki Jae6 years ago in Poets
Dear eleven-year-old-sweetheart, It’s love you want? Well you must compete You must win Boys don’t love Fat girls Pimply girls
By Nikki Jae7 years ago in Poets
