* La vaca, "the cow" in Spanish.
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My desire is always the same; wherever Life deposits me: I want to stick my toe & soon my whole body
You confide in me that you are lonely,
When you thought me poor, my poverty was shaming. When blackness was unwelcome we found it best that I stay home.
If my sorrow were deeper I’d be, along with you, under the ocean’s floor; but today I learn that the oil that pools beneath the ocean floor
If I was President The first thing I would do is call Mumia Abu—Jamal. No, if I was president
Let other leaders Retire To play golf & write Memoirs
The tree of life has fallen on my small house. I thought it was so much bigger! But it is not. There in the distance I see the m…
To change the world enough you must cease to be afraid of the poor. We experience your fear as the lea… humiliations; in the past
His posture From so many years Holding his robe with one hand Is odd. His gait
Word reaches us that you are sleeping, sleeping. Dismayed we have turned to the sea. We encounter among others
I have a friend who is turning gray, not just her hair, and I do not know why this is so.
Don’t be like those who ask for ev… praise, a blurb, a free ride in my… limousine. They ask for everything… anything in return. Be like those who can see that my…
I Sing of Mumia brilliant and strong and of the captivity that few black men escape
Did you ever understand this? If my spirit was poor, how could… Was I depressed? Understanding editing, I see how a comma, removed or inse…