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  • i wish
    (after stevie wonder)

    being an adult is hard and sometimes i wish i was only playing grownup again. sometimes i wish i was lying in the backseat of the car, drifting off to sleep, listening to my parents tell stories to keep each other company on the long drive home.

    i wish
    (for trayvon martin)

    being a brown child is hard and sometimes i wish I was small again & didn’t seem bigger than I actually am. sometimes i wish i could go back to when grownups thought me sweet & charming, before i grew old enough to be hurt by the thousands of stories they tell about me that make me the easiest of targets.
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