"An artists’ coop — make that co-op — rented by a group of visual artists, serves many artists. Those that chip in and help with the rent, the visuals, use it as a studio. There are paints finished paintings, easels, works in...
This poem is racist. It’s racist and racism goes both ways. Needless to say—nobody really cares. The same few people stand for the same few issues. The College Republicans plot in secret meetings on how they can get a rise out of the Black Student Union. They say, “Wouldn’t it be cool to...
[1]“I’m from where n!&&@s ride at clubs; hide behind they thug, die behind slugs, get high dividing drugs, never got enough so now they ridin’ tough; figured since it waits for no man, now they time is up. Rhymes is not enough. No jobs, just side hustles. Don’t nothin’ really pay off but crime…” I wrote these...
Interview with Tiffany Elliot for Lincoln Land Review: http://lincolnlandreview.org/2011/09/13/a-d-carson-interview/#entry...
“I’m A Golliwog[i]” by A.D. Carson You can be a N!&&@ just like me/ Walk, talk, act, dress like me/ Roll over, beg, fetch like me/ Get a check like me/ Be a slave—put a chain around your neck like me/ (You need to get like me!) You can be a N!&&@ just...