space scifaiku poetry
The wreck of the Frederick Douglass
carbon-fiber hull scrap
a lighter shade of
black
fountains of air
the cold lights twinkle
“Who would be free themselves must strike the blow.... I urge you to
fly to arms and smite to death the power that would bury the Government
and your liberty in the same hopeless grave. This is your golden
opportunity.” —
Frederick Douglass
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