Let me go;
I am drawn.
Hereout the maids hinder my suffering;
The maids are buildings, and faces.
The asphalt itself. They seem to care for me;
to prevent my exit from the city’s gravity.
All my wishes are spent on the mornings here;
And even the nights tell me I am growing.
I want to shrink, under the sun,
Away from all this history.
Robin Wyatt Dunn lives in Los Angeles.
“Agitate. Agitate. Agitate.”
— Frederick Douglass
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