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I was the only, back then Negro, girl
in a class of four hundred waves splashing,
tossing me about in the crash
The light is water driven through old gears and red lights sweep the streets looking for the lost while flaking brick simmers in itself like stew, and black graffiti … Continue reading →
MacArthur Award winner,Terrance Hayes reads “Arbor for Butch” from his collection, Lighthead at the 92nd Street Y. Originally uploaded on November 18, 2010.
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