Why I March: Propaganda for Protest

Today I am Audre,
who is technically dead,
or at least passed away,
but somehow still sings through my mouth,
and drops poems into my head
as I follow my little sisters through the fray
at such a time as this.

“It is not our differences that divide us. It is our inability to recognize, accept, and celebrate those differences.”
-Audre Lorde

Today, may I be grateful and intersectional.
What else could I be?

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