As she sticks the needle into me
Fiddles with it until the blood trickles
Into place in the
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When I was a child, being Asian-American meant breaking wooden chopsticks over a noodle lunchbox ... [+]
Middle Of The Dead End Street
Folding Tables Connect
Brought From Different Homes
PotLuck
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There are—lions—roaming the streets, roars rattling frail windows and doors, eating the poor. Menacing, golden-maned monster—stay inside or see your own insides spilled out on the ... [+]
A benediction of starling breath
through Gianna’s bedroom curtain
stirred he
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Oh, my daughter son, my child,
you were so young
when I sent you off to win the war
on
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An ancient ghost of a train rattles across rusted rivets
It sings on the tracks of work once
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“‘As far as I remember
I have not ever estranged myself from You,
no
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To live color blind for the mind to find peace and prosperity, for society to change so the ... [+]
Yo, I see you down there walking my way
Like a bill collector coming for his pay
But I
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In the morning night
When streetlight shadows
Scramble rat-ways
Under parked cars
And
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To some degree, American slavery was due to the glaciers of the last Ice Age that ended nearly twelve thousand years ago. As the ice, covering five million square miles and as thick as 10,000 feet ... [+]
Proudly, my grandfather stood on Liberty Island in New York Harbor in the year 1920 reading the inscription, “Give me your tired; your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free. Send ... [+]
While I am embarrassed to not know of my Black history Juneteenth, I am also angry, that my school system failed me when I was coming up in my time of the 40ties, and 50ties with that ... [+]
Red.
An open wound, a gunshot, a hand leaving a loud, angry mark on a pale face. Red, the color of states that people look dismissively down upon, while the constituents trapped inside scream
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