Showing posts with label Malik and me's future tense jubilation blues. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Malik and me's future tense jubilation blues. Show all posts
Saturday, June 9, 2012
Soon after abolition
I'm still so fragile
Still so strong
Don't flinch when the sun comes out
But I weep when he's gone
We cannot be afraid of all that is actual
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