George Abraham
& again, god damns him for existing / for bathing in sunlight / so freely He had to resurrect a white human / in him so his skin retreats, escapes itself – diaspora […]
& again, god damns him for existing / for bathing in sunlight / so freely He had to resurrect a white human / in him so his skin retreats, escapes itself – diaspora […]
Sometimes, when I miss you,
colors come spooling out of me […]
I was a wack poet. An
open mic all star. Flash
and footwork and gum chew. […]
There’s a woman on the roof and a woman on the sidewalk below,
each with their toes curled over the edge of a decision. […]
my tears tighten the noose. she reads from the packet. something about a point system. be good […]
It’s awkward. Me, a grown woman,
flipping quickly through the boys’
shirts at Gap Kids, fearing any interaction […]
We’re one zygote begging / for ejection that stops / this growth / this hunger / for snowglobed life // […]
He was dropped off,
aisle 9, International Foods,
eye level on a shelf […]
Season of lysis and low sun.
Season of lies. I smoked
a pack of wolves. First frost […]
Omo ìyá—
He calls me this, with coarse
Drum syllables, fine-mannered […]
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