* 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
The old men used to sing And lifted a brother Carefully Out the door I used to think they
How can Humanity look the deer in the face? How can I,
If I was President The first thing I would do is call Mumia Abu—Jamal. No, if I was president
I Sing of Mumia brilliant and strong and of the captivity that few black men escape
My brothers knew The things you know. I did not scorn learning them; It’s just my mind
Word reaches us that you are sleeping, sleeping. Dismayed we have turned to the sea. We encounter among others
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
She is the one who will notice that the first snapdragon of Spring is
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…
You confide in me that you are lonely,
Reminding us, as they witnessed our curiosity about them, that no matter the losses, there’s something fabulous going on at every stage of Life, something to let go of, maybe, but for d...
I said to Poetry:"I’m finished with you." Having to almost die before some wierd light comes creeping through
When they torture your mother plant a tree When they torture your father plant a tree When they torture your brother
Knowing you might some day come and how unprepared I’ve always been like Mr. Sloppy in Charles Dickens’