Time spreads like jam and jelly
My toast pops out of the toaster
I take the butter knife
My fist clenched around it like I’m in control
A poem surrounding my emotions during the George Floyd Protests
I wrote about the realities of growing up black in America.
This poem is conveying my emotions following police brutality against Black Americans
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