The Crown Ain’t Worth Much
poems by Hanif Willis-Abdurraqib
Button Poetry/Exploding Pinecone Press 2016
Willis-Abdurraqib is a writer writing letters to a timeline of his unchanged address. In this, excavation happens on the clock and burial, off. Reading this, I know what kids I want for the world. One body sells for nothing but makes it to market and a second body is kept from giving itself a hole for breathing. From this book of bodies comes a third. Dear blood flow, I received your immediate silence. Dear soundtrack, there’s this movie that disappears but only when I watch it. Dear uniform, tragedy makes a short laundry list.
You need a body to keep you naked, get this book. It, will ghost.
response, reflection by Barton Smock
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