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what the mirror said

listen,

you a wonder.

you a city

of a woman.

you got a geography

of your own.

listen,

somebody need a map

to understand you.

somebody need directions

to move around you.

listen,

woman,

you not a noplace

anonymous

girl;

mister with his hands on you

he got his hands on

some

damn

body!

from The Collected Poems of Lucille Clifton: 1965-2010Find it in the library

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Published in Lucille Clifton Poems

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