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A review by jesshooves
American Sonnets for My Past and Future Assassin by Terrance Hayes
5.0
Powerhouse poems. Jaw on the floor. And mind opened. So many truths and loaded lines. #HayesSlays
“Probably all my encounters / Are existential jambalaya.” (p. 9)
“Still, I speak for the dead. You will never assassinate my ghosts.” (p.17)
“Like no / Culture before us, we relate the way the descendants / Of the raped relate to the descendants of their rapists.” (p. 32)
“You ain’t allowed to deride / Women when you’ve never wept in front of a woman / that wasn’t your mother.” (p. 38)
“Whale-road is a kenning for sea. Time-machine / Is a kenning for the mind.”
“Probably all my encounters / Are existential jambalaya.” (p. 9)
“Still, I speak for the dead. You will never assassinate my ghosts.” (p.17)
“Like no / Culture before us, we relate the way the descendants / Of the raped relate to the descendants of their rapists.” (p. 32)
“You ain’t allowed to deride / Women when you’ve never wept in front of a woman / that wasn’t your mother.” (p. 38)
“Whale-road is a kenning for sea. Time-machine / Is a kenning for the mind.”