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Amplify Poets of Color, Day 20

Amplify Poets of Color

When Night Fills With Premature Exits by Enzo Silon Surin Is there a place where black men can goto be beautiful? Is there light there? Touch? Is there comfort or room to raise their blacksons as anything other than a future asterisk, at risk to be asteroid or rogue planet but notcomet—to be studded with …

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Amplify Poets of Color, Day 19

Amplify Poets of Color

Learning Arabic by Ruth Awad Suspended inthe Téléphériqueabove Harissa,I see our salt-whitelady reach for Beirut.Language is boththe cedar shadeand mountain road,the bay licking the heelsof Jounieh. My auntieteaches me the Arabicword for cat. MyAmerican tongueand bare legssay I’m Lebaneseonly in blood.She wants meto learn.If not for cables,we would dropto our deaths.If not for our blood,we’d …

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Amplify Poets of Color, Day 18

Amplify Poets of Color

The Good Life by Tracy K. Smith When some people talk about moneyThey speak as if it were a mysterious loverWho went out to buy milk and neverCame back, and it makes me nostalgicFor the years I lived on coffee and bread,Hungry all the time, walking to work on paydayLike a woman journeying for waterFrom …

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Amplify Poets of Color, Day 17

Amplify Poets of Color

A Small Needful Fact by Ross Gay Is that Eric Garner workedfor some time for the Parks and Rec.Horticultural Department, which means,perhaps, that with his very large hands,perhaps, in all likelihood,he put gently into the earthsome plants which, most likely,some of them, in all likelihood,continue to grow, continueto do what such plants do, like houseand …

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Amplify Poets of Color, Day 16

Amplify Poets of Color

Indian Boarding School: The Runaways by Louise Erdrich Home’s the place we head for in our sleep.Boxcars stumbling north in dreamsdon’t wait for us. We catch them on the run.The rails, old lacerations that we love,shoot parallel across the face and breakjust under Turtle Mountains. Riding scarsyou can’t get lost. Home is the place they …

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