Take the 4 Train (Solitary Freestyle)

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Grey Skies over the Bronx:

Could be morning.

Could be the water cooled
on used glass.

Could be
the window.

Could be
a minnow dribbling
over some fool’s chin.

Could be

Could be
stealing dopamine.

Could be
the rain.

be Mingus wringing
Bebop from clouds.

Could be the sun.

Could be this new-
found hole in our
heart valves.

Could be snow.

Could be Eurydice
blue from a snake’s

Could be denial.

Could be
this head
closing its doors.

Could be compulsion.
Could be
this clot
in the back
of our throats.

Could be this day.

Could be
the way Dad asks
why God left
him this way.

Could be me.

Could be
the way that old train
of an answer
the station
of my mouth.

Jordan E. Franklin is a Black poet from Brooklyn, NY. An alumna of Brooklyn College, she earned her MFA from Stony Brook Southampton. Her work has appeared in the Southampton Review, Breadcrumbs, easy paradise, Tinderbox Poetry Journal, and elsewhere. She is the winner of the 2017 James Hearst Poetry Prize offered by the North American Review, and a finalist of both the 2018 Nightjar Poetry Contest and the 2019 Furious Flower Poetry Prize. Currently, she is the poetry editor for Suffragette City Zine.

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