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Equal Parts
03:50
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She asked me what my blood is like
I told her my mother was born in a city
swallowed by the Pacific
and drowning in its smog
the people hurt to mouth breathe
I told her my father is a pale conquering coast,
hunting thick pitch beneath the mantle of the earth
tapping the surface with ear to the ground
following the quick reply with hurried gnashing
I told her I was carefully constructed in equal parts
I stole the height of my white fathers before me, became lithe, sinewy
after patient gestation and tempered time spent
defying gravity, digging through open waters,
bottomless pools where my lungs learned to stay full
I adorned the pigment of my yellow mothers before me, became tawny, fashioned a crown of ink
sat bowlegged beneath Boddhi tree to be
silent and count the passerby
scrawling their rambling forms across the canvas that lines the inside of my mind
She said I had the right amount of Asian in me
I grabbed the corners of my eyes and pulled them back
towards her and everything
I have gone
passed and noted.
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Birds At Night
02:12
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Climb from root to fence to roof
cull with a craned nape
bottom beak jaw reaching down
sing more softly in the quiet dark
the low wind is a collective call
furtive and found in the wrong bough
build another nest for the sun
to pass the time besides hunting late
neck cricked to the side in game
two talon around the branch that holds tomorrow’s home
glide in sightless to the back porch and the black that leads to the ravine and the river
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The Bellicose
02:39
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Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain
a machination of things to be forgotten
a past self become conscious for future stock
a mottled mask made bona fide for daily wear
a host to test the metal
in broad strokes
with a full arm
with a haggard pace
with a chest huffed
with king cowardice
grant solid wishes
Bear no resemblance to who used to live in a flat and settled land
Be careful of Prayers, for they may be spells
Say you will, say you will
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