From Good Stock Strange Blood: And, yet, each morning a fireheart grief in the body coming out of sleep. The listening to the smoke as if fills and weeps inside

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A provocative new collection examining the power of language and race in contemporary culture by a leading American poet

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When news of Sir Harry Oakes' murder broke to the world on the morning of July, 8, 1943, one man was more concerned than most. He was the Duke of Windsor, then