Always the Same - Jelal Huyler

Aug 22

poem read by Timothy Arliss OBrien

Always the Same
Jelal Huyler

what amulet does any of this make ?

winged insect trapped between window pane

and meshwire screen losing seconds all day

i have become more a leaving boat which certain loved ones

swear they saw drifting that long away

when this door opens with my stranger’s hand
on it ’s knob who steps

out fromthrough it ?

when i finally do answer the call

whose voice is it on this other side

surprised that i am here

Jelal Huyler is a biracial-Black poet who does not condone linear time.

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