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Let's workshop this poem about glue-huffing in Trinidad!

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Port of Spain, maxi-taxi stand—a man
unveils for me, like Harlem coat jewelry,
blister packs of solvent-based glue. I shake 
No, not grasping this as "beer" for the ride.

Client-fluid, he steps around rashed faces
sunken under the shade of the stand roof,
their over-crinkled paper bags cradled 
close to heart, the island wind so strong.

This poem was originally published in Moko: Caribbean Arts and Letters (2018)

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