The Main Event, by stacy-marie ishmael

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• 2024-07-14 do what has to be done, again and again.
• 2024-07-07 What strengthened me, for you was lethal.
• 2024-06-30 Let your laughter fill me like a bell.
• 2024-06-23 I had long hair and it was political.
• 2024-06-16 He hears the hum of a boy’s dream
• 2024-06-09 She was the spring whence arose that irresistible river
• 2024-06-02 I heard the sea and asked, / "What language is that?"
• 2024-05-26 Blues come dressed like introspective echoes of a journey.
• 2024-05-19 Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.
• 2024-05-12 how most / poems to mothers must / begin
• 2024-05-05 can’t be known except / in the words of its making,
• 2024-04-28 Come and see the blood in the streets.
• 2024-04-14 the gods / who have changed the sky to fire
• 2024-04-07 You must wake up with sorrow.
• 2024-03-31 your name / is a gift
• 2024-03-24 Let them not say: they did nothing. / We did not-enough.
• 2024-03-17 my ghost is my plus-one tonight.
• 2024-03-10 folks think / they’re saying nothing / when they’re saying the most.
• 2024-03-03 Most mornings I would be more or less insane, /
• 2024-02-25 Slogging, wobbling, / wavering. Atilt / and out-of-sync

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