gavin
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soundsA Poem by gavini am the microcosm of sond and silence.i am the beat of the goatskin.the ping ting of the kalimba.the hummmm beeeeee of the tribe of motherland roots... |
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untitledA Poem by gavincrossing my holy anointed forehead,yawheh in my legs walking toward the orwellian pillars.the stars of the camps haunt me. barbed wire gunshots ,stay.. |
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I baptizeA Screenplay by gavini baptize myself. i baptize in the rusty steel garters and forgotten facades of carved names and the faded paint and rotting wood. i baptize in the .. |
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Freeway JournalsA Poem by gavinwhite houses appear like clotheslines along the road im the farmland grow jesus looks at me through a glowing cross window.magdeline in his arms a .. |
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An unfinished odeA Poem by gavinneed i say more? |
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