Some privilege folks may ‘label’ me as a
sixty year old,
low-income, black woman with mental health issues
going nowhere ... and that’s bullshit.
I hate negative ‘labels’ and see myself as a survivor
.... of a
lot of life lessons. I believe it's my refusal
to claim the labels that inform
me that
I've passed my expiration date and my determination to create;
yet,
another brilliant second act that makes me seem younger
than my years. I am
proudly visible. And this is
just another
new beginning for me …
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