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Surrender (with raised hands)

Miscellaneous, Poems
Before we learned this position for its relevance when faced with a gun you could find my people packed in a sweaty sanctuary — arms raised, wailing, asking God to speak and He spoke, as much as any word is an approximation, a translation, a mother’s ecstatic dance until she falls limp to the floor, […]

Ode to my Uni-brow

Miscellaneous, Poems
Perhaps it is not pronounced enough to easily notice, at least from a distance, but praise be to the hairs populating the Bering Straight, or more accurately crossing the Mediterranean — bridge like cedar planks with black nails, bridge like the boat my jido came here in, bridge to Dearborn, Michigan. The hairs stand up […]