Injustice in America Form: The Bop Ann WJ White When a teen, I raised my fists against racism, violence; but for LBGTQ rights, women, elders, battered children, nature. I squeaked and squawked in righteous fury, pushed away, seated, a white bread girl against a tide…

The cord wrapped around my finger, Stretched out on the kitchen floor, That’s how it used to be done. Communication between two people.   Now, we Tweet, Face, Snap, Chat, and Text. In groups of three or more, a conversation so big The message is…

140 Characters They can celebrate or slaughter you One quick story, false or true And you can’t catch it soon enough To like or react It must be a fact. It’s posted on Facebook Right? Did she Snapchat the tonight? Because pictures have taken all…