Let Those Who Know Know, And Let

A Group Of Us Started A Community Center In Santa Monica. We've Tried Different Programs, And Three Have Worked Really Well. A Poetry Group. Once A Week We Visit Venice High And Talk To Girls At Risk.

Prisons Are Like The Concentration Camps Of Our Time. So Many Go In And Never Come Out, And Primarily They're Black And Latino.

I Felt Devalued And Disrespected. The Energy Behind It Felt Disingenuous And Motivated By Corporate Profit.

That Industry Expects You To Prove Yourself Over And Over Again. Do I Stay Doing This, Or Do I Raise My Daughter And Live Surrounded By People Who Love Me? Wasn't Even Really A Choice.

Let Those Who Know Know, And Let Me Keep What Little Privacy I Can.