‘By foot or conveyance,’ Naima Rauam + Asiya Wadud

‘By foot or conveyance,’ Naima Rauam + Asiya Wadud

By foot or conveyance All worlds hinge upon The shadow of the open door Continental throughway continual distance I could rest here or recline with all other Wells or kinships or languages All the disruption then days inside Has sent me to peel back One fold then another Drift through old photographs Look upon a singular gilded hour Washington, DC Every structure sits with its own Secret — all the small imprints Then mum, quelled streets Architectural hints or what has happened A structure’s history that lives in me In my life, my neighborhood and I live — we settle into our Unknowable city and sit with it We await next spring’s monuments Time bears its place among the Watercolors, amidst the enterprising people Each world hinged upon The vertical shadow Or open door by Naima Rauam and Asiya Wadud

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