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BY CLAUDE MCKAY
 
Far down, down through the city’s great gaunt gut

BY SYLVIA PLATH

In sunless air, under pines

Green to the point of blackness, some

By Willie Perdomo

By Nikki Giovanni

We are not lovers
because of the love
we make
but the love
we have

BY NAOMI SHIHAB NYE

BY NIKKI GIOVANNI

BY EAVAN BOLAND

BY DANTE ALIGHIERI

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