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Tag Archives: Kwanokasha
The Skunk
The Skunk I wasn’t sure if it was another dream, It was so real I could hear Willie scream, They were back again, Chasing me, chasing him, Just because we were friends, Sometimes Willie and I would meet, Play basketball … Continue reading →
Posted in Poetry, short stories
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Tagged baseball bat, basketball, blacks, bombs, Choctaw, gasoline, govenor, Jim Crow, KKK, Kwanokasha, little people, punk, separate but equal, skunk, Sports, torches, United States, white sheets
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