Tag: Kenny Bradley

  • Like Hela Cells

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    For Henrietta Lacks if i die mid experimentation working with tuberculosis will I be used like Henrietta Lacks if it’s not written on a document does the brain lose its privacy as if rotted thoughts cannot still be trapped by skull before my body fuses with mother earth will my cells be enslaved by latex…

  • A comfort poem after you finish an experiment

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    today is friday at 5pm, and i want you to remind your body that it did a good day’s work  today remind your body that it is enough  let every muscle fiber twitch down your knuckles shock your nerve endings  marionette palms to your shoulder and hold yourself  feel comfort  embrace that you have made…