Martina Litty
Once, as a baby, I slept in a laundry basket through a tornado. No
one will let me sleep now. Each of my hands is a town
underwater. My lovers canoe down the streets of my heart, more
than the groceries they have to steal. We'll call this barren
when it's over and the drought hits. I am not more than
my body. We weave our nation into pillowcases, and our
heads collapse into soft down. I'm asked about my town;
I should've known how difficult it would be to say no
to going home. Fields, trees. America brands itself a haven
by destroying everywhere else. Foxes think they're safer
in the ground until the asphalt hardens. I am not better than
my country. The heat index rises as we melt the
cage they built around the world; the world takes one
look at freedom and does something unexpected. When they
call, they tell me to stitch together everything they tore
apart. The telephone weeps in its cradle after I put it down.
from the book THE WALL WHERE YOU LEAVE ME / Bull City Press
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"In Mainly Black and Mainly White Rooms"

"In US literary culture, the distinct nature and frequent political content of spoken word exist in tension with the work of academically affiliated poets, who need not display dynamic performance styles to publish and become MFA faculty. Yet spoken word artists typically must earn prestigious degrees (Gorman is a 2020 Harvard graduate), publish books, and preferably win major awards, in order to overcome a seeming prejudice against their performance styles and sometimes their subject matter."

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