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Epistemology A #poem Half the block is at funerals As my blossoms glisten heedless spring. I can vouch for millennials as if I know, in middle age, a goddamn thing. How would I know what it means to live in a city where fewer murders is a goal you have to give a shit to rise to, like a welder on a girder. I have carpeted with bougie style my ruts and brought comfort to those I love– every leader here’s a racist or a yutz, I don’t know the party I’m a member of. How do I know what others live through daily crying, in testament not mine, “Eli, Eli”? *** Tags #poemsofinstagram #Baltimore #DoctorsWhoCreate #poetry (at Baltimore, Maryland) https://www.instagram.com/p/B4C5EVih5VJ/?igshid=1v0iy3r2wwii6

Ritual What is the name for the nothingness you descend into in that moment before you take a seat say your name & that you are here to help? All the knowledge and standardized testing merely a breakable vessel absorbing the suffering of the one before you *** A #poem by me from #doctorswhocreate #instapoetry #poemsofinstagram #medicine #poetry https://www.instagram.com/p/B1Hgokmhwon/?igshid=1j27jgmj7cl5d