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“Rambling by Afaa Michael Weaver In general population, census is consensus—ain't nowhere to run to in these walls, walls like a mind— We visitors stand in a yellow circle so the tower can frisk us with light, finger the barrels on thirsty rifles. I got rambling, rambling on my mind In general population, madness runs swift through the river changing, changing in hearts, men tacked in their chairs, resigned to hope we weave into air, talking this and talking that and one brutha asks Tell us how to get these things They got, these houses, these cars. We want the real revolution. Things... I got rambling, got rambling on my mind In the yellow circle the night stops like a boy shot running from a Ruger 9mm carrying .44 magnum shells, a sista crying in the glass booth to love's law, to violence of backs bent over to the raw libido of men, cracking, cracking, crack... I got rambling, rambling on my mind”

“Travellers We study to travel in life. We study to travel in the light. There is a large space of love for us. There is a large space of death in the night. We are travellers from world to world. We are travellers from dream to dream. We need a simple thing. We need a space of beginning. All the emotions of our trip are the emotions of different lives. We remind the travellers as dreams which were made of an incredible light.”

“My minds eye, an oasis where the final petal is caught in the wildfires, foregrounding my inner complexities, a make-up of my day-to-day state of mind twisting and twirling, causing a downpour of sentiments; coiled winds of thought – a spiraling attempt at illuminating my mind. A poem can be a dream, whirling around an idea or, entirely avoiding it – my poems behave like dreams where patterns of thought drift through watery eyes, drawing on the unconscious in hazel cindered minds eye.”

“THE FOUNTAIN OF YOUTH The fountain of youth is found in the face of innocence. Where laughter is not forced but echoes freely from the heart. Where no tears are shed in vain. Where opportunity is desired without oppression. Where small hands mold big ideas. Drink Forever.”

“the leather strap the broom the switch habits before freedom freedom: the lie which is true before: kept fed but close to death the penitentiary the gun the rope is at hand now that you free free: kept down with your eyes down now: night riders patrol in cars those born again die free a lie for grateful slaves grateful: who are better off lie: who is better off dig down into the unmarked earth lay there and be free”