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9—le ressouvenir

this is owed, in the recollection of things the precarious accounting of confessions and their alleged crimes—your graces, i did not mean…

Ruel Johnson·May 10, 2015
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THE PHILOSOPHIZING SLAVE

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…

St Hope Earl McKenzie·May 10, 2015
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DOS DAFFODILS (AFTER EDWARD KAMAU BRAITHWAITE)

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,…

Nancy Anne Miller·May 10, 2015
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MARY TELLING JOSEPH THAT SHE PREGNANT

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…

Pamela Mordecai·May 10, 2015
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WORKER CHANT

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…

Kendel Hippolyte·May 8, 2015
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ON THE TONGUE

August burns the sea to galvanize. Breakers clamour at Las Cuevas Bay beneath the sheer green cliffs of El Tucuche, rising like that…

Lawrence Scott·May 8, 2015
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TWANBLANN TÈ (TREMBLEMENT DE TERRE, OU LA SEISME)

I The earth trembled beneath Port-au-Prince and his faith in the Saints and the Spirits of his Ancestors trembled then fell, unnerved,…

George Goddard·May 8, 2015
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ANTI-ESCAPOLOGIST

You have the same name as him. My conscript tongue has practice in bitter acrobatics, transitioning from close to close so often to…

Vahni Capildeo·May 8, 2015
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EXCERPT FROM RHYTHMS (TO EKB: IN RESPONSE TO YOUR CONCERNED QUERY “WHAT RHYTHMS WILL WRITERS USE NOW?”)

VI roaring seas of cane rows whisper shouted echoes of Harding's reign are replaced by the chaotic clatter of houses heights and terraces…

Nailah Folami Imoja·May 8, 2015
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RAPTURE

i the devil leapt out of her dress, the w o myn w o m an fled ii the devil leapt out of her dress, she left it on side of the road iii he,…

Aurora Ferguson·May 8, 2015
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RESTING SPACE

Slip me into ice-blue satin pajamas and close the lid Say I was wise in the guise of “little girl lost” Call down the rain and upon the…

Carolle Bourne·May 8, 2015
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GRAVE END

Twilight creeps upon the walls. Fires extinguish while the rain falls. Hell opens up her mind, to keep the talents of mankind. Here lies…

Tammi Browne-Bannister·May 8, 2015