Teen Black Girl's Magazine

Original me A Poem

I am from hugs;The embrace when I return home to my sister.I am from the yelling on chair topsOver a game of Apples to Apples.From joy. From laughter. From care.Love watchesA sign of grace.I am from noise.The lion’s roar of the crowdEchoed by my family alone.

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