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i first met you when i was twenty in your office at uwi mona i brought you a folder of poems i had not expected you to read right then but…
Each day at dusk, in need of quiet affirmation, a constant gardener hops from branch to strand of electric cable outside our patio to…
Black blood veins palace walls— Whitehall smearing Pall Mall— drains under auction blocks, stains rum and sugar docks. Anguish anchors…
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I shall not remove my cover My head is sacred ground I shall not cut my beard It is a monument I shall not speak with your tongue I have my…
My santan tone teecha Read me the story— “Scrubbing The Negro” And whenever I see A tub of boiling water I cringe and I cry. Since ABC…
this is owed, in the recollection of things the precarious accounting of confessions and their alleged crimes—your graces, i did not mean…
As thirst discourses best on water, and night is the expert on day, so is the slave an authority on freedom. The deepest questions about…
Dere dey are, dem daffodils, out on de lawn wif dere heads bent like candle-snuffers making de light go out. Um serious, an you vas right,…
Joseph, my betrothed, I don’t know where to start. I was into the red of this egg a long, long time before I did know the shell mash! And…
tell dem tell dem that dem cars with my blood in dem gas tanks soon run dry soon stop run tell dem tell dem that my nerves stretched…
August burns the sea to galvanize. Breakers clamour at Las Cuevas Bay beneath the sheer green cliffs of El Tucuche, rising like that…
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