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You bear a sword and shield, remind meof her labor, her stoning gaze. What beastwill your blade free next? What call will you loosefrom another woman's throat?Donika Kelly
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Refuse the old means of measurement. Rely instead on the thrumming wilderness of self. Listen.-From "Out WestDonika Kelly
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You grow. You are large. You are a 19th century poem. All of America is inside you, a catalogue of lives and landand burrowing things.- From "CatalogueDonika Kelly