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Guest Feature – “Alla my stuff”
somebody almost walked off wid alla my stuff not my poems or a dance I give up in the street but somebody almost walked off wid alla my stuff like a kleptomaniac workin hard & forgettin while stealin this is mine / this ain’t yr stuff / now why don’t you put me back &… Continue reading
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Guest Feature – Exerpt from Ntozake Shange
i can’t hear anythin but maddening screams & the soft strains of death & you promised me you promised me… somebody/anybody sing a black girl’s song bring her out to know herself to know you but sing her rhythms carin/struggle/hard times sing her song of life she’s been dead so long closed in silence so… Continue reading
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