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Monumental quickness, it really didnt. No it didnt. It didnt. We have been wrestling this for better than 20 years. So when you look around you here and you see there are thousands of people here. Did you expect this many people to come out . I did not expect this many people to come out today. Im just wondering who is working in the state of South Carolina today. Its a holiday today. Evidently it is a great day in South Carolina. Its a new day in South Carolina. We need to leave here today when this flag comes down off of the dome saying its a new day in South Carolina. Why is it new . Its ne...

Destiny to this 2 room battleground of survival. This minute as he treads mission mama in the apartment on a sewing machine, zigzagy threads fine as spider webs running down pants late into the appeal yellow hours of her seemingly endless nights. The 2 sisters with fingers delicate as ballerinas stitch beads tiny as drops that will sell for hundreds of dollars of which they will receive 25. The baby will be in the cardboard crib. And lost in dreams thick as cataracts will be chanting prayers to my an gods after an alter of bees wax candles and pepsi soda bottles. The inscents unravelling in a ...

The words the probably roost which is bitter. Biting, cutting, sharp. Bitan. Once, she was a fearest dark girl whos tongue skipped top of meeting. Teeth, teeth top of mouth like double dutch with the word that ment her thoughts cutting circles through the day. No chance shed be the one to trip and break rhythm. Then she could sit all day on her porch memorizing the trees. She could be still. The birds, winged through leaves like they didnt know anyone could hurt them. Once she believed steam curled off asphalt when summer rains stopped with a prophecy. She believed this looked the way she woul...

Entry into that space. The title of the poem and it is the words the probably roost which is bitter. Biting, cutting, sharp. Bitan. Once, she was a fearest dark girl whos tongue skipped top of meeting. Teeth, teeth top of mouth like double dutch with the word that ment her thoughts cutting circles through the day. No chance shed be the one to trip and break rhythm. Then she could sit all day on her porch memorizing the trees. She could be still. The birds, winged through leaves like they didnt know anyone could hurt them. Once she believed steam curled off asphalt when summer rains stopped wit...

Sisters travelled by bus pulled by something stronger than destiny to this 2 room battleground of survival. This minute as he treads mission mama in the apartment on a sewing machine, zigzagy threads fine as spider webs running down pants late into the appeal yellow hours of her seemingly endless nights. The 2 sisters with fingers delicate as ballerinas stitch beads tiny as drops that will sell for hundreds of dollars of which they will receive 25. The baby will be in the cardboard crib. And lost in dreams thick as cataracts will be chanting prayers to my an gods after an alter of bees wax can...