Poems from Germaine Quest
{There's a problem in our community}
[I know. These police officers are getting out of hand.]
{That's not what I meant. I mean there's a...
For the land of the free, there sure is a lot of bondage and incarceration imbalance.
You can only go to jail if you're not a straight,...
What were you doing the night of August 28, 1955?
How were you feeling on May 15, 1970?
Where were you on March 3, 1991?
What about on...
My President is Me. That means that he black.
That orange dude that y'all elected? Man, he wack.
I say it loud and proud and shout it all...
It’s a sad day when seeing the ones you love happy doesn’t make you happy anymore.
The feeling of perpetual loneliness slowly consuming...