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40 • ExODuS ii (ST. LOuiS TO D.C.) My future is on a black campus in a black city, capital of a nation nam wired, nixon weary. When I leave St. Louis, Grandma is already at the market, cleaning catfish for early risers, saving a taste for herself. Do right boy, is how she leaves me, before a day’s salt & scale flood her knotted fingers. At home, she will rinse the grind from her hands remember her orders to me each evening on how to scrub the sink as she inches away, eyes on a bath spiked with Epsom. Circles, baby. In circles. ...

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