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“I want you To heed that I'm still here Just beneath your skin and in Each organ The way anger dwells in a man Who studies the history of his nation. If I can't leave you Dead, I'll have You vexed.”

Quote by Jericho Brown

Book:The Tradition
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The Tradition

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Jericho Brown
Jericho Brown

Jericho Brown is an American poet born in 1976. His work is known for its deep emotion and unique linguistic style, exploring themes such as race, gender, identity, and love. more

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