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Written in Response To Visiting the Ridgely Plantation
I know I can’t grasp the fullness of what happened here. Even as I live and breathe on stolen land, I will never understand the depth of what was done. Never could. Never will. -
Why?
I would place my hand on your beating heart and ask you why.
Force you to look into my eyes and ask you why.
Stroke your grandmother's hair and ask her why.
Pick the lock at the sporting shop and ask him why. -
Doubting
One of my friends said the n-word yesterday.
Or, at least, I think she did.
It just flew out of her mouth.
Like a baby bird,
or a flyaway hair,
pulled out of place. -
Royalty High
We’re running around the city, the lights flash blue and yellow and green and red.
We stumble into a music store, the old type, with records everywhere.
You put on The King. -
Wasting All My Data On Our Late Night Calls
Please forgive me for my indiscretion
My misdirection
My nagging questions keeping you
Well past 11
I just wanted to know what you were thinking
If you were dreaming -
In the late spring light,
Baltimore is beautiful.
Oh Baltimore,
you beautiful,
broken thing.
Loves
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the last day of march
Mud mingling with snow mingling with dirt,
the remnants of red nail polish from
Valentine's Day,
how has it lasted so long?
The sun a hot fiery ball over the cloud-speckled horizon,
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Haiku: Melting Snow
light eternity
The constilations cradle
The winter beyond
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