Read Poem: RICH MIND, by Ann Yu Huang

Strokes of dark suit, brisk air show,
Whose banal awakenings fire up the sky—
Holy Grail bowed by Jupiter’s anti-gravity,
Atonements seek the township of unity.
You arrive at odds in unison, falling here
For better redemption; becoming beguilingly,
You wear your magician’s hat, or caution
By it like wingless angels in disguise.

Collectively, like unhinged gods, flattered,
Continuous and contiguous you live; status quo
You are the visage of the walls for an autocracy
Uprooted; at work constant with uniformity,
Not easy not hard, like memes without stories,
Peoplehood
Without footprints for the sake of humanity?

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