
Listen to Suji Kwok Kim reading this poem.
Pretend I can't see
the lady in pearls mistaking me
for the kitchen help I could have been, or be.
Pretend I can't see
the busboy still working at seventy
bend over painfully.
Pretend I can't see
the maitre d'
pretending not to see.
"Dare you see a Soul—at the White Heat?"
"Anger: anger's my meat."
"So I did sit and eat."
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