February 25, 2011

Akilah Oliver (1961-2011)

"night becomes you so said little angels dressed in red on the way home
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smoke goes easily into passageways between dreams & regret
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the sorrow the grief stands in line to be recognized"







from the she said dialogues: flesh memory
http://poetryproject.org/project-blog/akilah-oliver-1961-2011.html