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There is a great sadness in this poorest of lands.
The only Lambo in the land belongs
to my Christian friend.
Back into the body all the lightning goes
back into the body. Up through the crown
of the skull and round again like the Whip-It. . .
The hastily assembled angel watches
From the air he watches from that point in the air
Where years from now the apex of. . .
In the Derek Chauvin trial, racist histories go unchallenged in the courtroom.
A Moroccan Master reflects on the Arabic tradition.
Don’t be a writer—be an expert of you.