A Corner That Doesn’t Ask Questions
I don’t need a perfect room,just a corner that doesn’t ask questions.A chair that lets me sit with my thoughtslong enough for them to stop pretending.Light that doesn’t rush me.Silence that know
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Still I Rise (For My Son) — A Poem of Motherhood, Faith, and Redemption
A powerful poem by Lavonnie McManus inspired by the spirit of Maya Angelou’s “Still I Rise.” Written from lived experience, this piece reflects motherhood, incarceration, faith, and the strength