Monthly Archives: September 2011

poem for sa’adia

sa’adia you died in 1967 whose blood was on your hands i don’t want to know i’m more interested now in whose hands your soul was strangled with i am not yet a woman with hands that can touch fire … Continue reading

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what i said instead

been spending some time caught up trippin on cracks in the sidewalk made by tree roots growing defiantly where some one said trees can only grow in the parks and on the margins of the buildings tangled in between wires … Continue reading

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