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      January 11, 2010Who Are You and Whom Do You Love?Jacqueline Jones LaMon

      The woman you were when you left them. The silhouette
      sorting through your garbage, in search of aluminum
      cans and credit cards. The man who jumped
      in front of your car and the man who thought
      he had pushed him. The jealous husband. Clarence Thomas’
      first wife. The minister who built harpsichords
      and molested you, again and again. The mother who cannot
      taste her milk. Your grandmother’s image of herself.
      Sammy Davis, Jr. Your children. The children you knew
      would die as sacrifice. The man who wears headphones
      and operates the ride. The child running into the fire,
      for protection. The reprieved. The stoic who embraces
      his weakness. The woman you swear you have become.

      from #31 - Summer 2009

      Jacqueline Jones LaMon

      “I began writing what I thought were poems when I was six years old. I began studying poetry in 1999, reading and listening. The first collection that allowed me to redefine the possibilities of the poem was Cornelius Eady’s You Don’t Miss Your Water. I strive to tell new truths, to push my limits with every poem, every project.”

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