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Back straight, tummy tucked,
my stance wide and precise
as I wager a bet on myself.
What I want to say is this:
all this time, I have been able
to balance my little life in my hands.
That I go through the turn
and keep landing on my feet
is a goddamn miracle.

- "Cartwheel"

I have read the report -- inconclusive.
Yet, I know how much your brain weighs,

your liver, your heart. Your ordinary,
damaged heart. I know it by the gram.

- "Autopsy"

There are brilliant dabs of Black vernacular In these poems