I’ve never worked in a school with coloured people. I looked at her wondering why she felt the need to tell us that. The day I submitted my poem, I found out why.
I’ve never worked in a school with coloured people. I looked at her wondering why she felt the need to tell us that. The day I submitted my poem, I found out why.
It is where the old man who said nothing Becomes the hero of the day Where the time I choose to leave Becomes the time I am willing to stay It is where the cockroaches do not fly Scaring the …