Micropoem called It Follows. The poem reads: I refuse to give it power/but whenever I peek over my shoulder/it's there

Micropoem about PTSD. It's always tough to be a survivor, but lately it's been *really* tough.

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From the pages of Growing Poor, Illiterate and Blak in a Rich City — a memoir in progress.

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