Sep 1, 2018
"Speak away the limits to heights of your existence / Be a witness, be a record, be a testament, a triumph / Set your poems flying in the glitter of the planets / Feed open mouths with truth, the truth is we are famished / The Universe is starving for the symphonies you play / Clarinets and thunder and the syllables you say / are the instruments: you are infinite. Stretch your hands to heaven / Let your throat throttle the rhythms of all your brethren / Your legacy is present, your history is now / You are the tenth degree of sound / You are the nephews of the sky"—from "a remix for remembrance (for my students)" by Kristiana Colón as printed in THE BREAKBEAT POETS: NEW AMERICAN POETRY IN THE AGE OF HIP-HOP ✨✨✨
