tanbun (white gaze)

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my queerness. my Blackness. my creoleness. all of it under intense scrutiny every day. my shoulder's sag under the weight of the White gaze...


his free laughter
now imprisoned 
behind 
iron teeth and their grayness
seeps into his joints  

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