Lena Blackmon
glance
beads of sweat trace our shoulders, our hips little cosines.
bodies tangent, prerequisite to derivative;
me and this woman next to me touch arms for the whole colloquium,
black women holding each other the best we can;
my mother presses my hair, covers my ear with a mason jar lid:
the resultant hot gleaming sheath brushes my cheek like a finger.
grandma reaches for me across the backseat til i shift away,
distracted by primary school crushes and bicycles:
as their wheels whisk through the air,
each point only kisses the pavement for a second.
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