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from: “Three Urdu Poems” by Vijay Seshadri
from: “Three Urdu Poems”don’t know why she still keeps my heart,as useless to her as an unpaired sandal.Fate abhors me and I abhor fate,and prayer can’t reconcile us.It’s as if you’re with me when I’m alone.It’s as if I’m alone when you’re with me. Seshadri, Vijay. “Three Urdu Poems.” 3 Sections. Graywolf Press, 2013, pp. Continue reading
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“Unrest in Baton Rouge” by Tracy K. Smith
“Unrest in Baton Rouge” after the photo by Jonathan BachmanOur bodies run with ink dark blood.Blood pools in the pavement’s seams.Is it strange to say love is a languageFew practice, but all, or near all speak?Even the men in black armor, the onesJangling handcuffs and keys, what elseAre they so buffered against, if not love’s Continue reading
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from: Citizen: An American Lyric by Claudia Rankine
from: Citizen: An American LyricThe patience is in the living. Time Opens out to you.The opening, between you and you, occupied,zoned for an encounter,given the histories of you and you—And always, who is this you? Rankine, Claudia. Citizen. Graywolf Press, 2014, p. 140. Continue reading
Chapin City Blues 