* La vaca, "the cow" in Spanish.
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My brothers knew The things you know. I did not scorn learning them; It’s just my mind
She is the one who will notice that the first snapdragon of Spring is
I Sing of Mumia brilliant and strong and of the captivity that few black men escape
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
The old men used to sing And lifted a brother Carefully Out the door I used to think they
You confide in me that you are lonely,
I said to Poetry:"I’m finished with you." Having to almost die before some wierd light comes creeping through
in our lifetime. Which makes the idea of elections Notice how this word has “man” right in the middle of it? That’s one reason I like it. He is right there, front and center. But he i...
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…
Going out to the garden this morning to plant seeds for my winter greens —the strong, fiery mustard
Let other leaders Retire To play golf & write Memoirs
Word reaches us that you are sleeping, sleeping. Dismayed we have turned to the sea. We encounter among others
If I was President The first thing I would do is call Mumia Abu—Jamal. No, if I was president
I will keep Broken things: The big clay Pot
Remember When we ended It all —for a weekend— & how