tigerlilyJun 10, 20202 minPoem: My PrivilegeMy privilege: an invisible shield, that I never even had to wield. But now it burns in my hand, and heat rises in my heart, it’s fuming.
tigerlilyMay 23, 20201 minPoem: The Peace RoseIf I could catch the scent of this rose And send it from the stream of my nose On the gentle breeze, from this garden to yours...