What Ms. Johnson Knew By Jennifer Howard A revolutionary teacher upholds love as the primary thing, knowing that the doors she opens let in light but what about those who feel shut out? lost outsiders, immersed much more in the intoxicating fellowship of misdiagnosed, misinformed, pain, than wisdom those that never choose to hear her voice never lean in, never look, never even think her worthy, fine dining on assumptive delicacies of superiority, while gnawing at the optic nerve of democracy, brunching on bullets drinking the milk of malice seeking her demise, she being both righteous & rigorous chose a mindful revolution prioritizing a justice that looks like love, because having been loved she could never be a slave to hate she teaches
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