“I grew into my hips when I was seventeen years old I learned from my mother She used hers like a boat To bring my father home, Ashore.” — Hannah V. Sawyerr Copy Share Image
“People are not objects They are not meant for fixing And while I’ve sometimes been able to preserve— You can never revive a dead… — Hannah V. Sawyerr Copy Share Image
“I shoot the man who told me my womanism is of the devil As if he knew the demons that trouble me These demons… — Hannah V. Sawyerr Copy Share Image
“Testifying against my abuser is not about a trial or about revenge This is a woman learning that to wear the burden of hurt… — Hannah V. Sawyerr Copy Share Image
“It is not your job to understand. Sick people do sick things. You do not understand the mind of an abuser, because you are… — Hannah V. Sawyerr Copy Share Image
“I have a birthmark on my calf that mimics the shape of a closed-mouth kiss. Most days, it is a reminder that I was… — Hannah V. Sawyerr Copy Share Image
“When an immigrant speaks of feeling uncomfortable just know, you are in the presence of man who knows what the sting of assimilation is.” — Hannah V. Sawyerr Copy Share Image
“I grew into my hips when I was seventeen years old I learned from my mother She used hers like a boat To bring… — Hannah V. Sawyerr Copy Share Image
