But I can only write what the muse allows me to write. I cannot choose, I can only do what I am given, and I feel pleased when I feel close to concrete poetry - still.
That is when the crowd really lifted me. That last 600 meters I was not running with my own legs. It was incredible.
I was taught from a young age that many people would treat me as a second-class citizen because I was African-American and because I was female.

