Is my being alive an act of survival

Is my breathing scholarship 

Are my lips unceasing 

Words tumbling out 

A sign of freedom 

Is my dancing an act of protest 

My walking an act of rebellion 

My sitting a sign of silence 

Is my listening an act of cunning 

My stress a sign of weakness

My hands a signal for attack

Mattie Grace Levy

I'm a black woman, a classically trained oboist, a self-taught composer, and an introspective poet trying to comprehend my thoughts.

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