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,...