When I say someone is a “serious writer,” I do it secretly during a private, one-sided conversation with myself. Because the public sharing of artistic output is often so randomly and arbitrarily judged, who really cares what I think?
America has either been denying black
Americans access to all manner of water to drink or it has let us drown; drown in filthy hurricane
water or, as in Flint, Michigan in the tainted water flowing into the
tubs and sinks of poor blacks and whites there.