Of An Ayre: Cogitation

Terrance Hayes

The Golden Shovel

after Gwendolyn Brooks (“We Real Cool“)

[This stanza reminds me of the crowns in Basquiat’s paintings.]

push until we thin, thin-
king we won’t creep back again.

Cog Agitation

And so for day 1306

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