hole

By Quraysh Ali Lansana b. 1964 Quraysh Ali Lansana
dis suit of clothes jus as empty
as a sky wid no stars
two years a workin   savin money
den   john drop out my heart

i dont want ta see his wife
i knows dat she is me
i’se could go in   shootin de rifle
let my angry run free

bes not   just my temper risin
no use stoking dead fire
but ta see his face one mo time
now lord   jus you on high

if he make do widout me now
i can make do lord   i can make do

Quraysh Ali Lansana, "hole" from They Shall Run: Harriet Tubman Poems, published by Third World Press. Copyright © 2004 by Quraysh Ali Lansana.  Reprinted by permission of the author.

Source: They Shall Run: Harriet Tubman Poems (Third World Press, 2004)

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Poet Quraysh Ali Lansana b. 1964

POET’S REGION U.S., Midwestern

Subjects Relationships, Love, Men & Women, Break-ups & Vexed Love, Heartache & Loss, Realistic & Complicated

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Quraysh Ali Lansana was born in Enid, Oklahoma and earned his MFA from New York University, where he was a Departmental Fellow. He is the author of the poetry collections mystic turf (2012), They Shall Run: Harriet Tubman Poems (2004), and Southside Rain (2000); his chapbooks include reluctant minivan (2014), bloodsoil (sooner red) (2009), Greatest Hits: 1995-2005 (2006), and cockroach children: corner poems and street psalms . . .

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SUBJECT Relationships, Love, Men & Women, Break-ups & Vexed Love, Heartache & Loss, Realistic & Complicated

POET’S REGION U.S., Midwestern

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