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My name, is like music to the ears
classical! Pop! Secular! Gospel! High culture
does not come close to the rhythms, explosions, madness
the high notes and lows and everything in between of this disowned
name. It reflects the beating of the drums, the melody of
my heart, the swaying and rolling of a thousand
tongues. “why do you cut your name to its
parts?” Beethoven rolls off their tongues
in the dingy shades of the dark lit pub
heaven! But language disowns
me with squiggly red lines
next time you sway
think of this name
disowned:
what’s yours?

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