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809 57th Street (For Bobby Seale)
I thought I heard him say, “People move. Humans move.” But isn’t the prism between gods and monsters the mere soft Subletting between fiction and death? I thought I heard About it Memories wanting release Ethereal Floating on to other things I thought I heard About it Not in song Or elegy, No ...The Rider, Part 1
Romulus Threat had enough. Oakland exhausted him. Tired of the swirling around huddled Black people waiting for the bus at his favorite stop. He hated that Jamoe Penny had the wherewithal to synchronize his cheap watch to the minute to know when the Eighty-Eight Bus would settle at Stanford Avenue and Market Street. Fatigued ...
