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Inspection: a poem on dirt and Jesus

Inspection: a poem on dirt and Jesus

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Sharifa
Feb 22, 2023
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I was told that God wore white gloves
slipped His finger 
down 
the 
contours 
of hard-to-reach 
shame

checked for dirt 
behind the rib cage

required spit-polished souls
zero tolerance for mess

I wanted to pass inspection

I made my spirit an incurious loft
spare
quiet
Each nervous, curated choice
a vacuum
static-fr…

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