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A New Poem for Chicago

When I Say Chicago capital city of the flyover. crown jewel of the jailhouse. a town in love with its own blood, a blood browned on its own history & funk. this hometown of the riot & the riot gear, the gang & the loitering law. misfit blocks of dark skinned cousins & thick knuckled … Read more