If I met America at that bar on 8th St, I wonder if he would correct me
And tell me that’s not his preferred pronoun

If I met America at that bar on 8th St, I wonder if he would correct me
And tell me that’s not his preferred pronoun
Is this how it ends? Does she have my face? Am I gonna die? Why is it that a simple thing like going to get food and trying to eat healthy spirals into something where I don’t feel safe? Cops could be involved.
Something feels off about watching white people berate, accost, and hurl insults at black police officers during protests against systemic racism.