For the full video of Kedrick and AWOL Love Vibe performing, “Crime Has Spoken,” please see: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5KteJi0T8SE
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+ a few poems I put together as a more physical submission: 445 final poems
For the full video of Kedrick and AWOL Love Vibe performing, “Crime Has Spoken,” please see: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5KteJi0T8SE
**created on Giphy.com
+ a few poems I put together as a more physical submission: 445 final poems
Emily is my friend!
no.
now I don’t
between incident keep going back and correcting stuff
your voice,
your existence,
call me, baby.
I want someone.
tested, vested dementia.
no friends and all around
I don’t know…
do you believe in love?
Winckler Assignment two – LLED 445
Proxy Poem:
“להקשיב”
I who am safe
Cozy in my apartment
Who comes home each day to see
everything I could ever need
Ponder that these were men,
Who slaved in rain and snow
Who feared for their lives every day
Who risked life for a sip of soup
Who lived or died at a right or a left
Ponder that these were women,
Without identity or image
Without a will to go on
No ability to reproduce a future
like a single animal ripped of their mate
Refuse to forget that this has happened
These words have been commended to me
I have tattooed them on my soul
When I am home, when I am on the streets
When I’m with friends or students or colleagues
Repeat them to every ear that will listen
Or may I lose my rights
My ability to speak or listen
And the world turn its face on me.
The kitchen in his place was sort of a bust.
The windows didn’t open all the way
and the low set ceiling meant that
stagnant air set off fire alarms every time we
cooked.
But still, when he spun me round,
my toes sliding across cracked linoleum,
I didn’t notice.
Because when he touched me I didn’t
notice anything else at all.
You slipped from my fingers
as though greased with the pain
of every memory I put to rest.
Now I love you like I love
all things that are not meant for me:
quietly,
with enough silent passion to flood lakes.
I left my love in your morning coffee
swirling between the undissolved grounds and cold milk.