Category: Student Work

I know I’m not much I’m insecure  I’m overdramatic and self-absorbed I care too much about the little things and not enough about the big

Although we were stripped of our culture And stolen from our land Even when they called us worthless And forced us into slavery And for

“Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all…the way,” the dark-skinned woman spoke, bat dragging behind her, blood dripping onto the festive snowman rug that was laid

The dark skin woman glowed nicely underneath the moonlight, the melanin of her skin truly showing through the white light that also had a nice