i'm here writing stories about you.
as you watch the midnight sky,
unaware whose watching how your
nose is chiseled and whose thinking
your melanin is amazing,
and who's imagining angel wings popping
out of your back and whose currently
writing about you.
you just don't know.
-Retaj Maryol
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