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Thu, 24.09.2009

BIAFRA by L. V. Mack.

Biafra should be the name of a woman, black and soft, smooth belly, and a heavy breast.
Biafra.
listen to the way she walks
Biafra.
listen to the way she walks

the black little boy dozes in the hot sun.
Biafra
she brings the burn of day.
Biafra. O mother, hear the growl, the night
is cold, cold, cold…

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