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gourd bellied black boy in front of the camera is a calf facing a tentative ax. the hands are motionless. dropping quarters into an envelope stamped for africa will buy him a pack of ramen but it wont' turn of the cameras. sunlight doesn't reach him anymore only sharp electricity. I see this gourd bellied black boy on my tv. I turn it off pitilessly.
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Aug 30, 2016
Aug 30, 2016 at 3:59 PM UTC
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gourd bellied black boy in front of the camera is a calf facing a tentative ax. the hands are motionless. dropping quarters into an envelope stamped for africa will buy him a pack of ramen but it wont' turn of the cameras. sunlight doesn't reach him anymore only sharp electricity. I see this gourd bellied black boy on my tv. I turn it off pitilessly.
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Aug 30, 2016
Aug 30, 2016 at 3:59 PM UTC
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