today, I wrote an commissioned poem. Its about colonisation, genocide, IOF baby killers, deaths in custody, white supremacy and other Western Culture fuckery. And I only used the word fuck six times.
The poem includes references to the ridiculous pearl-clutching cancel-culture men who stole my Black&Write Fellowship. Those fuckers stole my award, but not my voice!
Next week, I get to read it live at an event in Adelaide titled Narrative Sabotage. I love being a writer ❣️
bquirky
in reply to Robert R. • • •