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- May 18, 2023
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When you grow up in a fish bowl, you are nothing but a fish...
When I first moved to the NY Projects, I witnessed horrendous things. I was 11 years old. I’m biracial!
When I first got accepted into the Jefferson Projects, by court order, I remember the blacks (gang affiliated) throwing bottles at my white mother and us (my biracial siblings) cowardly stepping forward, heads down, toward our own demise!
I remember the projects well! Almost like a coliseum with a crowd of spectators.
I remember gun shots and running…my siblings and I would stand at the window, watching men die as children, and women die within their own soul, raped of all integrity! Screaming for absolution…
I think and know this has something to do with the way I love and prey on the misfortunate! I love the screams and cries!! I love human emotion especially when in contrast to to the chaos of my own experience!
I will be their God!! They shall worship me!! If they want to live…
When I first moved to the NY Projects, I witnessed horrendous things. I was 11 years old. I’m biracial!
When I first got accepted into the Jefferson Projects, by court order, I remember the blacks (gang affiliated) throwing bottles at my white mother and us (my biracial siblings) cowardly stepping forward, heads down, toward our own demise!
I remember the projects well! Almost like a coliseum with a crowd of spectators.
I remember gun shots and running…my siblings and I would stand at the window, watching men die as children, and women die within their own soul, raped of all integrity! Screaming for absolution…
I think and know this has something to do with the way I love and prey on the misfortunate! I love the screams and cries!! I love human emotion especially when in contrast to to the chaos of my own experience!
I will be their God!! They shall worship me!! If they want to live…
