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Present | Sonia Sanchez
This woman vomiting her hunger over the world this melancholy woman forgotten before memory came this yellow movement bursting forth like coltrane’s melodies all mouth buttocks moving like palm tress, this honeycoatedalabamianwoman raining rhythm to blue/black/smiles this yellow woman carrying beneath her breasts pleasures without tongues this woman whose body waves desert patterns, this woman… Continue reading
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Memories
Nostalgia’s a nauseating sickness like four little girls still trying to tear down the brick painted on the sides of their heads Pocketbook scriptures still dangling from underneath their tongues like a scorched covenant under burned fingernails still trying to get me to remember Truth be queasy like first trimesters be painful like birth pains… Continue reading
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