My dear friend, of two intense, revelatory years of intimate and prolific communication
Category: Poverty
illusion|elusion
do, do, do
go, go, go
try, try, try
see, see, see
get, get, get
say, say, say
show, show, show
plan, plan, plan
prove, prove, prove
your incantatory verbs
elude
the
magick
of
being
siphon
drove past the new plasma store
they’re buying, not selling
do you need to know more?
old cars fill up the vast parking lots
that pristinely fresh concrete,
marred by oil and brake fluid spots
this is a tale-of-two-river-cities,
white kids don’t sell platelets here/
this is no college town
this place was known
for Black boys, kidnapped and drowned
this fucking joint, is it never empty/
how many times can they draw blood per person, per month/
is it just two times – or twenty?
Freedom Plasma: there’s still Black blood to be drained!
24-7 audacity and
not ONE DROP of shame