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Wednesday, February 13, 2019

mine already is an afrikan name

my poem:

a love person
from love people
out of the afrikan sun
under the sign of cancer.
whoever see my
midnight smile
seeing star apple and
mango from home.
whoever take me for
a negative thing,
his death be on him
like a skin
and his skin
be his heart’s revenge.

Lucille Clifton.


February 13, 2019 | Permalink


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