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my favorite superpower was possessed by a guy i knew in ithaca whose job it was to kill baby chickens that failed to mutate in the course of genetics laboratory experiments and who carried a complete baseball diamond and equipment for two baseball teams around in the trunk of his car. at all times.
"because you never know when a baseball game might break out," he once explained, "it pays to be prepared."
my superpower lay in meeting people like this.
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a gramophone its corrugated trumpet silver handle
spinning dog. such faithfulness it hear
it make you sick.
-kamau brathwaite
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