Rashida Mack Biography

Running down the icy, snow covered road,
we ran,
laughing,
you looking back,
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Popping bacon grease in a pan,
it was Sunday,
mom, step dad and I seated at the table,
sis pushed back her chair,
...

The woman stood solid,
pushing against a wall,
behind the shield marched,
armed and uniformed men,
...

I am a boy,
the size of a man,
bound down,
I break free,
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Tapping fingers on wife and daughters hand,
lips puckered,
shade covered eyes,
simmering,
...