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F M K, a poem by Sybil Kollappallil, featured on Life As Activism • Cleaver Magazine
Two months ago they played FUCK MARRY KILL He picked me as Fuck and the other brown girl to Marry Kill was a white girl who changed her name a lot Anna then Ann then Anne then Anna again Marry Girl told me, I wasn't there He would have been my Kill, so you know Then when the president was elected he yipped his pitchy yip Marry Girl shrugged and told me, don't forget That they think of things when they see us And especially when they see us together and recall There is more than one here