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Brown: Poems
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“The apocalypse sounds
like this--
black men breaking in
to steal back the thing
once stole
from them.”
― Brown: Poems
like this--
black men breaking in
to steal back the thing
once stole
from them.”
― Brown: Poems
“A quiet
snowglobe of pain
I want to shake.
While the flakes fall
like ash we race
the train to reach the place
Emmett Till last
whistled or smiled
or did nothing.”
― Brown: Poems
snowglobe of pain
I want to shake.
While the flakes fall
like ash we race
the train to reach the place
Emmett Till last
whistled or smiled
or did nothing.”
― Brown: Poems
“A shack made of ribs.
A house made of out.
A car made of rust.
A smile made of doubt.”
― Brown: Poems
A house made of out.
A car made of rust.
A smile made of doubt.”
― Brown: Poems
“A finger
is a gun--
a wallet
is a gun, skin
a shiny pistol,
a demon, a barrel
already ready--
hands up
don't shoot--”
― Brown: Poems
is a gun--
a wallet
is a gun, skin
a shiny pistol,
a demon, a barrel
already ready--
hands up
don't shoot--”
― Brown: Poems
“There are gods
of fertility,
corn, childbirth,
& police
brutality--this last
is offered praise
& sacrifice
near weekly
& still cannot
be sated”
― Brown: Poems
of fertility,
corn, childbirth,
& police
brutality--this last
is offered praise
& sacrifice
near weekly
& still cannot
be sated”
― Brown: Poems
“We were never young.”
― Brown: Poems
― Brown: Poems
“I was ten when
Mike Smiley, half-Indian,
skinny, brown-skinned,
brought the word jigaboo
to school
like lunch, or the flu,
fed him by his adopted
white father who said
that's what we called
them then. By noon
it was done--everyone
had a name for what had been
bothering them, some
thing utterly human
as hate.”
― Brown: Poems
Mike Smiley, half-Indian,
skinny, brown-skinned,
brought the word jigaboo
to school
like lunch, or the flu,
fed him by his adopted
white father who said
that's what we called
them then. By noon
it was done--everyone
had a name for what had been
bothering them, some
thing utterly human
as hate.”
― Brown: Poems
