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Tallie Pascoe Poems
- Xhosa Your tribe removes the top third of your womens ...
- Lament Of The Cookies We are born through ineloquent and ...
- My Pound Of Flesh I would starve myself to bones Just to ...
- Place Me I have eyes but know no light Ears but I hear no ...
- Forgive Me Forgive me. Forgive me for treachery, for crying ...
- The Minstrel Mournful minstrel strums his sweet lyre A ...
- Anytime I could have left you anytime And left a slamming ...
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Xhosa
Your tribe removes
the top third
of your womens little finger
when they are born
I do not believe in your spirits
In your fears of haunting
You stood in that carpark.
I would never have noticed you.
How long had you watched me?
How long had you watched me?
The girl in a black coat
smoking
by the third entrance
Your tribe removes
the top third
of your womens little finger
when they are born
You were out of your territory
Xhosa.
As I was out of mine.
I did not believe in your spirits ...
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