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  • My Ulysses Your Penelope: Hip Hop

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    My Ulysses and your odysseus: my wit and your wit's. I've come to examine your wounds, hip hop, Parting your hair, your ears in my hands, hey, Not one you would forsake to be normal as such none has turned out to be fatal Goddesses, Sirens, Gorgons, Enemies But still you survived by wit and by sea.

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    My Ulysses and your odysseus: my wit and your wit's. I've come to examine your wounds, hip hop, Parting your hair, your ears in my hands, hey, Not one you would forsake to be normal as such none has turned out to be fatal Goddesses, Sirens, Gorgons, Enemies But still you survived by wit and by sea.

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    My Ulysses Your Penelope: Hip Hop

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    AmericanSappho
    My Ulysses and your odysseus: my wit and your wit's. I've come to examine your wounds, hip hop, Parting your hair, your ears in my hands, hey, Not one you would forsake to be normal as such none has turned out to be fatal Goddesses, Sirens, Gorgons, Enemies But still you survived by wit and by sea.

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    Whatever advantage you assume yours Will be rued in the form of a sonnet Circular, sharp, the shape of a crescent

    marked upon the skin of Odyssean Thigh: fishnet stocking thats buckled on top: dismiss now with all preoccupations clear your mind of ridiculous notions Ive come to examine your wounds, hip hop, Parting your hair, your ears in my hands, hey, Not one you would forsake to be normal as such none has turned out to be fatal Goddesses, Sirens, Gorgons, Enemies But still you survived by wit and by sea: My Ulysses and your Penelope

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