Class & Inequality

I Know I’m Hard to Look At by Gabrielle Ralambo-Rajerison

I Know I’m Hard to Look At by Gabrielle Ralambo-Rajerison

On the news, / they say there was two seconds between police arriving / and their shooting the twelve-year-old boy. / Twenty-seven inches between them / and a man they’d shoot a year and a half later. / My life is a garden full of unturned rocks. 

My Thirst for Zayn Malik is What Keeps Me Human by Gabrielle Ralambo-Rajerison

My Thirst for Zayn Malik is What Keeps Me Human by Gabrielle Ralambo-Rajerison

I was shocked / to hear Zayn’s accent in the videos, / the strength of its looping / working class rhythms. Try to reproduce the sound / in written interviews he’s done, like the first / after leaving One Direction, when he’s asked / if he feels pressured to set a good example / as the most visible Muslim in the West.

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