Facing It
My black face fades,
Komunyakaa, Yusef
Tu Do Street
Music divides the evening.
"You and I Are Disappearing"
The cry I bring down from the hills
I Apologize
My mind wasn't even there.
The Dog Act
I'm the warm-up act.
Fix Me
After the MRI & robot
Ironwork
Strip the beached leviathan to ropy
Ode to the Oud
Gourd-shaped muse swollen
Timbuctoo
I sing an elegy for the city of 333 saints,
Dead Reckoning II
In a half-broken room of the hospice
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