About Racist Food An/D Anger

I like food. I eat words. I like culture. I eat danger. Tell me that joke again about race and intersectionality- and who, how, why, some can speak some things but others can’t. Then, tell me what you gonna’ do when I tell it like it is, whether you or “them” don’t like my words.

Then, watch me become a cannibal, and eat you here, using them as hot sauce.