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latex, spray

gold,

and black.

And cuts, from chisels

and slivers

and roughed-up

buffed, tough.

Gritty, grit under fingernails

and knees abrade

shoes colored with

black and blue.

Project near due

My workings

almost through…

So

true.

I heard these lyrics today, words from the Beatles’ ‘A Day In the Life.’ I loved the thought of “dragging a comb across your head”— it sounds like a tired morning motion, and also something I certainly would never do with dry hair. Afro city.

Anyhow, school has consumed my life and I’ve been enjoying keeping busy. It takes my mind off things that aren’t worth my thoughts or time. But mostly, I’ve just been eating a lot of Oreos.