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charlotte summers, oil pastels, roughed up pixie cut, brahman and atman, the tao of physics, carl sagan’s COSMOS, freedom park, jazz in the park, meditating in the park, sweating in the park, adderall nights,

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1. climb onto the shoulders of the great BLACK women i come from, or open some Angelou or Lorde or Walker or Hurston

2. pack a bowl and prepare a shower, complete with melted coconut oil, jasmine incense, and rosewater

3. leak some stanzas. nevermind their form, quality, or quanitity — but always mind their content. Remember the hymns from New York? [HUNDU HYMN #2 even my doom and gloom / promise flowers deep in hue. / there’s something blessed / About my blues. HUNDU HYMN #2, ALTERNATE There’s something blessed / about my gloom — / The flowers still bloom, / Albeit blue.]

4. daydream productively: imagine an alternate present. Conjure an alternate now in which i produce, consume, and am consumed by what i am lacking in the current now. if i am living in scarcity, imagine i am living in surplus. if i am bereft of something, imagine i am brimming with it.