Priviledge Stories

I had not seen my privilege Until tears crossed their face, Most barely keeping up to all The world's erratic pace.

A look at what it takes to exist in this world. Without the autonomy of mind and body. Can you be the other person and still be you?

Emerson was dealt all the wrong cards in his life. All but one. Her name was Ever.

Here's just me ranting about living in a rich town. I hope you enjoy, or empathize, or sympathize with or whatever. I just needed somewhere to rant about how entitled so...