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TRANSIT [Hong Kong – Honolulu]

5/11/2017

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                     by Kamden Hilliard 
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I 1stly flirt bc my visa sags Is unperk’d Overcook’d Fit

2 try me dyin’ under a law [which i can only subsume
means i 2 would sag Unperk Overcook So soilful, self Spit
roast w no dick (not evn a lil’ bit)] My visa kaboomedded

2 days behind my current me I dole a doc’s note—dukes
Men in booths don’t do stories Don’t do my going quietly Oops
Nation-states luv men [generally] in booths 4 sniff out nukes
I hav no Canto nor Mandarin but do kno what 4 who supes

up my salve My brimming nationalist protechshun Shiny
international law 2 truckstick a muck’d up lil lambo
Bop dead glitter gorg Boiscuzzy precheck Headass hiney
I’m all no no no—yu don’t kno Excuse me, Mister Tho

my argument is militariz’d as i is thrill’d w trillness Kept
quiet as I’ve been waged against Warned about—no Wept



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Kamden edits chapbooks and poems at Big Lucks and Jellyfish Magazine. They go by Kam. Kam got love from The Ucross Foundation, The Davidson Institute, and Callaloo. The author of two chapbooks: DISTRESS TOLERANCE (Magic Helicopter Press, 2016) and PERCEIVED DISTANCE FROM IMPACT (Black Lawrence Press, 2017), Kam stays busy. Find their poems, reviews, and essays in The Black Warrior Review, West Branch, Salt Hill, Entropy, BOAAT, and other sunspots. 
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