Spiced Chai

A Cool Autumn Morning

By Amanda Moore-KarimPublished 4 months ago • Updated 4 months ago • 1 min read

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Rustled winds whisper

the taste of brewed cinnamon

against my window.

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Amanda Moore-Karim

My name is Amanda Moore-Karim, an interdisciplinary artist specializing in wardrobe styling and creative writing devoting my work to Black feminist discourse.

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