black sonnet by Candace Williams
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black sonnet by Candace Williams
I eat leftovers at my desk because being a black woman who can always be found working is the only reason they let me eat
— Candace Williams, “Desk Lunch Poem” published in Sixth Finch
Eeeek upcoming super soon reading—on June 8th. Many thanks to Jason Koo for inviting me to do this. So psyched to read with Candace Williams and Donna Masini as part of the Brooklyn Poets Reading Series. From 7:00 to 9:30 PM. I’ll have books for sale mhm. New York friends: come through! More info.
White coats dissected my suffering
in labs resembling bedrooms they prescribed more Klonopin, more scans, more mmhmmm, more science still screaming: I suffer
— Candace Williams, from “When I was 12,” published in Hyperallergic
I Am the Most Dangerous Thing, Candace Williams
I Am the Most Dangerous Thing, Candace Williams
I Am the Most Dangerous Thing, Candace Williams
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