Rashida Mack

Rookie (August 8th)

Rashida Mack Poems

1. The Red Balloon 10/13/2008
2. How Does One Welcome Home A Warrior? 10/13/2008
3. The Carnival 10/16/2008
4. Agna 10/17/2008
5. Fallen Angel 10/17/2008
6. Consumme 10/19/2008
7. Sultan Trek 10/20/2008
8. Looking Back 10/21/2008
9. Meteorite Storm 10/24/2008
10. Water 10/31/2008
11. Red Rock Lets Roll 11/10/2008
12. Hang That Flag Upside Down 11/14/2008
13. Left Or Right? 11/15/2008
14. The Green House 11/16/2008
15. Toy Soldier 11/16/2008
16. Perception 11/16/2008
17. Understanding 11/16/2008
18. Stripped 12/17/2008
19. A Storm Of Light 12/20/2008
20. Comfort 12/23/2008
21. Oscar Grant's Glimpse Of The New Year 1/8/2009
22. A Man Called Chris 4/16/2009
23. Shooting Daggers From The Sky 4/16/2009
24. Dryad 4/21/2009
25. Storm Of Light 11/20/2008
26. A Tale Of Tibet In Two 11/20/2008
27. Skin 11/21/2008
28. No Need Imagining 11/22/2008
29. The Coldness Of Day 12/7/2008
30. When The Lines Blur, I Lose 5/30/2009
31. Inescapable Tensions Of Color 6/13/2009
32. Word Is Bond(Age) 6/22/2009
33. Clearing The Way 8/1/2009
34. Thaw 8/31/2009
35. Reckoning 9/19/2009
36. And The Lights Turn On And Off…. 10/13/2008
37. Willie Bosket 10/13/2008
38. Homeland Security 12/14/2008
39. Breathing Mud 4/21/2009
40. Scene Of Mcpereson's Death (Kara Walker) 11/16/2008

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Lost Innocence

Running down the icy, snow covered road,
we ran,
laughing,
you looking back,
as I chased.

Rounding the bin,
you jumped on the back of a reindeer drawn wooden carriage.
As it stalled,
elated at the catch,
I am upon you,
and then I see,
so close to home,
the reindeer's antlers have become entwined with the branches of the tree,
crowd gathering round,
you sitting calm,
we watch as a fireman from the bricked and arched station across the street
straightens both out.

From behind,
I soothe the hearty haired dark deer with ...

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Willie Bosket

For twenty years
Bosket has sat
Read, and thought
Confined in solitude.
His cell,
Nine by six feet.
In it,
One cot,
One sink and toilet combination,

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