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• Let that Black lady breathe!
  By Chika Ikogwe

  I’m a woman
  I’m a Black woman
  I’m a dark skinned Black woman
  And often times, I feel like people are saying

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• Takayna; Milaythina Ningi
  By Theresa Sainty

  TAKAYNA; MILAYTHINA NINGI
  (Takayna; Mother Country)
  Nara Takayna; ngini paywuta
  Wurangkili mulapana-nara nuritinga tunapri 

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• Red Face Man
  By Dylan Van Den Berg

  Red face man don’t smile with his teeth but he clench my hand 
  like a purinina grips a bird by the neck.
  Me and the bird the same – 
  Made the same promise whether we holler or hold our breath. 

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• Quilting the Armour
  By Nam Le

  Sun everywhere, and shadow. Swamplight, aquarium light
  turning the far-off fields almost Kelly green, bullion-fringed.
  Stitch of tracer gold. Crystallised moments you see, hear things clear:
  the end, and past too. Shack, hill, horses, watertank, windmill —

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• Bread: A Fifteener
  By Natalie Damjanovich-Napoleon

  After Dumina Frzop’s story
   
  In the homeland we had to struggle for a piece of bread.
  Slept in one room on the floor, cooked in a komin,

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• Gowk
  By Simon Armitage

  One day I had no soul and the next 
  I did, like a cuckoo’s egg, so
  then I was lumped with this baby ego
  hatching out of the heart’s nest,

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• a song you can’t unsing
  By Lucy Norton

  same colour as ruin
  as in take them from home
   as in run songline to dust
  same colour as ochre

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• What has been said by many and has often been said
  By Pascalle Burton, Vacant Dragon à la Subverted Lips

  after Cicero’s first and second speeches on the Agrarian Law
   
  I
  stirring up trouble

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