physical explanations without foundation are for the easily led. this for me is the anatomy of imperfection itself - an indoor game. i am here only to demonstrate this nascent fact. my human constitution demands that i at least try. hear this ... you misguided and ill-equipped pedants, you rabble, i am become law. i am become ethics. i am become animal of your inefficiencies. man is an object. meanwhile, i utterly and restlessly continue. my tastes will astonish you.
Jumoke Verissimo, Circumtrauma: Poems
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after war
a mother and her family of four
arrive in an airport taxi: a body of feudal songs
broken people in dirty wrappers
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