“Home Again, Home Again, Jiggity Jig” by Tonya Liburd
You had terminal, aggressive cancer this time, and today was the day you died from it at home . . .
You had terminal, aggressive cancer this time, and today was the day you died from it at home . . .
My Play Now, Pay Later Rusty Linings Playbook, too scuffed up and soiled to read, hopeless hodgepodge hieroglyphics really. I’ve got to find unity in community amongst my fellow city dwellers . . .