Poems from Caity_Griff

The white Hills and Valleys, All the Grooves and Notches, Are spread Clear Before Your eye. The same white all Around you.   Then a Brown...
Today I offered My glasses To the unfortunate soul Who was chosen To read what was on the blackboard.   So pale he was, Like a vampire,...
Standing there Talking to a student My teacher Is making A new world.   She is as White As the moon.   But she talks to Us, Black people,...