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Michael T. Young: Two Poems
Plagiarism, From the Latin Plagium Meaning “a Kidnapping”
My friend leaned into me, clapped his hand on my shoulder and called me a word he paid for with the color of his skin, and it meant he liked me. I wanted to be liked and sent his word back to him. But from my mouth it cracked like a whip, its leather braided from the history of my people enslaving his people, and we were tossed on a ship crossing the Atlantic in 1619, and there was no way to unsay the distance, no passage back, no way to return what I’d taken. -- White Privilege When you’re not the target you can ignore the gun. -- Copyright 2022 Michael T. Young Michael T. Young's books include The Infinite Doctrine of Water published by Terrapin.
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those three last lines: “no way to unsay
the distance, no passage back,
no way to return what I’d taken.”!
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Yes, very powerful lines…
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Thank you.
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