Groovin' Low (audio only)
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from Things I Don’t Miss From My Youth
3. Not Knowing Better
florene barco moved
to philadelphia &
on a visit home told
us she went
to school with
white kids
it was a lunar image
everything shouted
inferior
to us
the patterns
we walked. the ease
with which they
commanded. that
we could not live
by the river
word of lynching
farther south & of course
the signs. i
thought it all to be
as much of nature
as the night sky
the birds of the air
2016
When Black People Are (audio only)
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2008
After Vallejo
i will die in havana in a hurricane it will be morning, i'll be facing southwest away from the gulf, away from the storm away from home, looking to the virid hills of matanzas where the orisha rise, lifted by congueros in masks of iron, bongoseros in masks of water, timbaleros in masks of fire by all the clave that binds the rhythms of this world i'll be writing when i go, revising another hopeful survey of my life.
2008