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Or When the Police Come

October 25, 2010 Leave a comment Go to comments

by Jenna Cardinale


With the new world cornered, we can
better appreciate the laxity
of the Sabbath. Here the drummer
who sits on the drum does not play
for you.

But the women—turbans twisted on
in the required colors—
dance until the streets
are black.


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Jenna Cardinale is the author of Journals, a chapbook from Coconut. She lives in New York, where she often writes poems about New Orleans.

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