Ride the elevators where they work,
See how the bus boy is treated,
Go into the basement of the post office and live
That world for a time, visit their rooms, you see.
*
from “I WAS A TWENTY-FOUR-YEAR-OLD SEPARATIST” by Kimberly Alidio
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Ride the elevators where they work,
See how the bus boy is treated,
Go into the basement of the post office and live
That world for a time, visit their rooms, you see.
*
from “I WAS A TWENTY-FOUR-YEAR-OLD SEPARATIST” by Kimberly Alidio
struggling to hold the danger back,
I will lower the rope ladder to meet you.
. . .
from "Epithalamium that Refuses to Ignore the Possibility of a Zombie Apocalypse" by Matthew Olzmann
Koko Taylor’s powerhouse vocals and Little Walter’s harmonica brilliance electrify the stage of the American Folk and Blues Festival in 1967.
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