American Sonnet for My Past and Future Assassin

Maxine Waters, being of fire, being of swordShaped like a silver tongue. Cauldron, siren,Black as tarnation, black as the consciousnessOf a black president’s wife, black as his black tieTuxedo beside his black wife in room after roomOf whiteness. My grandmother’s...

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