Excerpt from: Stories of a Polished Pistil: Lace and Ruffles
“…Thank God for the grass so green and the grass so brown,
thank God for the beauty found in different backgrounds.
Thank God for the minds
not chained to dollar signs.
Thank God for colored fences, dull fences, jagged fences
and fences that refused to be called, fences.
For handsome fellas with stories that go deeper than privilege
for the ladies brave enough to love again.
Thank God for different
and thank God for not having it all figured out.” – #MaquitaDonyel