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    Daylight
    Daylight
    Daylight
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    Daylight

    By Angela Karee

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    Daylight is Angela Karee's debut collection of poetry, recalling history and studying the everyday to bear witness to the richness of the Black American experience and the preciousness of the Black American life.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAngela Karee
    Release dateSep 20, 2019
    ISBN9780578582627
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      Daylight - Angela Karee

      Daylight

      Poems by Angela Karee

      Copyright © 2019 by Angela Karee

      All rights reserved.

      For Jordan & Jakada

      Grace & Mercy

      &

      In Memory of Mrs. Kandi Bryson Weathers

      who taught me to love words

      Contents

      Contagion.

      A Lesson of Histories

      Origin Story

      Origin Story (Revisited)

      Game Day

      We Ask To Be Delivered

      Corps

      The Unnamed Wars

      The War Begins

      The End and The Beginning

      Niggadisniggadat

      Ferguson & Elsewhere

      Act of Resistance

      #

      Aubade

      Autopsy

      The Ghetto Lottery

      Tomorrow’s Daily Caller Headline

      the king’s english

      Thoughts & Prayers

      All the Silences

      us against us

      61st Street

      Garden Statues

      Learning the Count

      Brokedown Palace

      Come Down Town

      Collateral

      A Framework

      Urban Garden

      Whatever Wreckage Remains

      Englewood, Chicago

      I Want to Go Home

      Rarely Break Bread We

      In Just Summer

      Missed Connection

      Box the Girl

      Girl Gone

      Contagion

      If these are the last words I ever write

      Amen

      I hope they balm

      I hope they bruise

      I hope they choose

      wisely

      If these are the last words I ever write

      I want them

      salt on your tongue

      I want them

      melt in your arms

      Unadorned

      The bullet & the teeth

      I want these words lost

      highway

      highway

      the capture & the hunt

      If these are the last words I ever write

      I’m sorry—

      What I mean to say is--

      I’m sorry—

      I want my words to mean whatever

      You think they mean

      Whatever you say

      What do you say—

      Your mouth, like a heart

      slit open—?

      But if these are the last words I ever write

      I hope they

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