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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
If you hear Etheridge Knight, Amiri Baraka, Langston Hughes singing through this tender howl of rage, it’s because in 21st Century America Martin Wiley, the poet and paterfamilias, just wants to goof around with his kids, but there’s a brutal war on Black bodies outside his door so he still has to wake up in the heavy morning not wanting to know/how we died last night. -Jeff Conant, father, and author of A Poetics of Resistance: The Revolutionary Public Relations of the Zapatista Insurgency If every word is a war on the news, these poems are daisies in the guns pointed at us on the daily. Like a cousin to Baraka’s suicidal preface in 1961, this long song meditates on how children fill the gaps in our broken hearts and light the way to our backstories.-Yolanda Wisher, author of Monk Eats an Afro, 3rd Poet Laureate of Philadelphia
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
If you hear Etheridge Knight, Amiri Baraka, Langston Hughes singing through this tender howl of rage, it’s because in 21st Century America Martin Wiley, the poet and paterfamilias, just wants to goof around with his kids, but there’s a brutal war on Black bodies outside his door so he still has to wake up in the heavy morning not wanting to know/how we died last night. -Jeff Conant, father, and author of A Poetics of Resistance: The Revolutionary Public Relations of the Zapatista Insurgency If every word is a war on the news, these poems are daisies in the guns pointed at us on the daily. Like a cousin to Baraka’s suicidal preface in 1961, this long song meditates on how children fill the gaps in our broken hearts and light the way to our backstories.-Yolanda Wisher, author of Monk Eats an Afro, 3rd Poet Laureate of Philadelphia