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    Author: Sasha Smith

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    Mirror

    (Inspired by Beloved & Sula by Toni Morrison) Me. washed & burned, pulverized. Me eroded, crushed Me. fine speck Me, dust powder Me. caked up, slathered Me.… Read more “Mirror”

    December 28, 2016March 30, 2017 by Sasha Smith

    The Poetry Project’s 43rd Annual New Year’s Day Marathon Benefit Reading

    The New Year’s Day Marathon is the Project’s largest fundraiser and provides support for what we do best — serve as a public venue for the substantial… Read more “The Poetry Project’s 43rd Annual New Year’s Day Marathon Benefit Reading”

    December 1, 2016March 31, 2017 by Sasha Smith

    i hear america singing.

    i hear america singing. i heard them howl with sun nipped skin, caught the chorus at the tree, where her kids called me a nigger and hung… Read more “i hear america singing.”

    November 28, 2016March 31, 2017 by Sasha Smith

    cat whisker love

    i love the way love lingers on the edges of white cat whiskers as if to say, catch me. catch all of me. no you can’t. fuck… Read more “cat whisker love”

    November 28, 2016March 30, 2017 by Sasha Smith

    Rat King

    A brief election inspired Shakespeare-Trump play for my Shakespeare Lit Class ACT l. SCENE I. A desert place. Enter three journalists FIRST JOURNALIST (MSNBC) When shall we… Read more “Rat King”

    November 2, 2016April 7, 2017 by Sasha Smith

    Emerge-Surface-Be Fellowship!!!

    In this fourth year of the Emerge – Surface – Be Fellowship, we were thrilled and honored to have approximately 100 applications. The range and depth of… Read more “Emerge-Surface-Be Fellowship!!!”

    October 14, 2016April 1, 2017 by Sasha Smith

    Summer Aubade

    crushed gnats, butterflies, cicadas shells, a juiceless dragonfly a hoard of buzzes, a hoard of horse flies, clinching limbs snapping door screens “So this is the morning… Read more “Summer Aubade”

    July 27, 2016April 7, 2017 by Sasha Smith

    Average of Revolutions

    The Average of Revolutions is an era of fallacy an error – no less, of philanthropic tapestry. And though the curtains – drawn, tied by titans, who… Read more “Average of Revolutions”

    July 21, 2016April 7, 2017 by Sasha Smith

    July Readings Events

    I’m just giving a brief shout out to anyone in New York, and particularly anyone in the Bronx. I’ll be attending the Bronx Blaqlist’s Third Thursday Open… Read more “July Readings Events”

    July 21, 2016March 31, 2017 by Sasha Smith

    The Original Trickster

    The Original Trickster told me to tell you that when you are told to behave to tell that teller who told you things to fuck off. The… Read more “The Original Trickster”

    July 18, 2016April 7, 2017 by Sasha Smith

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