Turns out shadowscan’t be wiped off, dirtresists extractioneven with sharp objects.Just digs in deeper.There is no reliefhere; race defines you--strangers, sistersirrespective. Shit’s deepand love is skewed.
Words from Grapeling’s travel list: scale, shadows, dirt, relief, race, skew
Poem #26 of 30 Poems in November to benefit Center for New Americans.