i have not been having capitalist nightmares where i
work and work and work and work and work and work
and work and work and work and work and work and work
and work and work and work and work and work and write
and my writing is not work
it is my work but it is not work
it is not $$, but it is dirty like $$
& you can run your hands all over it
& snort blow through it, if you really want
why is mama talking about $$?
cos mama needs YOU to donate to Tupelo Press in her name
not for love of empire, not for love of $$, not for love of glory, but for love of art & books
the 30/30 Project
mama has been writing a poem a day!!!!!
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