kamala harris
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What is the best I can hope for?
A seat at the table with those who look down upon me?
If I speak and dress eloquently I will somehow be acceptable?
Hello.
I say with a smile on my face
Because their gaze is in search
Of all my stereotypical mistakes
Before I even make them.
The first time I was catcalled I was 14 years old, wide-eyed and terrifiedRiding my bike home in the cold,My suburban oasis was merely a mirage
