Black Hole

I am

not bitter

I am

bittersweet

I am

not a raisin

my black curls

shriveling in the sun

I am

of the windblown seed

progeny of millions

I am

not dark

I am

a black hole

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  1. Sung to the tune of “Black Gold” by Esperanza Spaulding. “Black Hole, Black Hole,…Black Hole, Black Hole,…you-ou-ou are, Blaack Hole.”

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