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Raymond Nat Turner, BAR poet-in-residence
Love my Black Job—
Black Student Union Job!
Hired at L.A. City College
As “The Peoples Poet!”
Raymond Nat Turner, BAR poet-in-residence
Shangri-La—untaxed, socially-distanced champagne-
caviar, Cayman Island, yacht crowds who
Raymond Nat Turner, BAR poet-in-residence
Could the pigment of your imagination
cause Black magic mascots, props, sops—
Black faces in high places—
Raymond Nat Turner, BAR poet-in-residence
“…there are known knowns. There are things
we know that we know. There are known
Raymond Nat Turner, BAR poet-in-residence
“History repeats itself, first as tragedy, second as farce.” —Karl Marx
Raymond Nat Turner, BAR poet-in-residence
"From each according to his ability, to each according to his needs…” —Karl Marx
Raymond Nat Turner, BAR poet-in-residence
“Ain’t no power like the power of the people—
‘cause the power of the people don’t stop!” bouncing
Raymond Nat Turner, BAR poet-in-residence
Raytheon’s craven raven
Co-signing for mass murder:
“Mowing the grass…” Now…
Ladee Blu on a fool’s errand dis-
seminating
Raymond Nat Turner, BAR poet-in-residence
The Mass Shooting Of The Day—
this time was in San Jose…
Do you know the way to San Jose?
Raymond Nat Turner
, BAR poet-in-residence
2020’s hindsight—frost in the
rearview mirror. Miles Ahead…
I’m Sheltered in Solidarity with
National Poetry Month and
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