Call Me Night
A slave in the Haitian Revolution
A name was not a luxury that I could ever remember. Even now, a name is of no consequence. It would never serve a purpose valuable enough to dignify its existence. Instead, I am indebted to my brothers and sisters who fight alongside me. Even a fight so slow in scale would still be worth the independence in the end. Yes,…
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