I’m that BIPOC book coach.
Not him.
Not her.
Not them,
xem, or em.
I'm the one
you've heard
so much about
because
I’m that BIPOC book coach. I talk the talk; I walk the walk; I shoot my shots; I plot my plots simply because
I’m that BIPOC book coach who understands what's it like to have to beg for something they're owed— to be unseen, unheard, brimming with stories untold as they dig their fingers deep into the earth in the hopes of reconnecting with something bigger than themselves because
I’m that BIPOC book coach. I let my words be captured, bound, and sold for the masses with the implicit, tacit knowledge that paper is merely a vehicle, a vessel, s vestige of the land upon which I stand and shout across the Internet's void, posting Reel after Reel without feeling real so that people know
I’m that BIPOC book coach! I'm that MFA graduate book coach! I'm that certified BIPOC book coach! I'm that get-that-bag-and-then-some book coach! I'm that BIPOC, QUILTBAG+, NB, ND book coach! I'm that anti-racist, anti-fascist, anti-caste book coach!
And I will never stop telling my story and helping others do the same.
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