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inhaling long white clouds ?

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Also I think "Welcome to the Wonderland of the South Pacific. Tiki bars, traffic light cocktails & paper umbrellas. Tell me, am I navigating correctly?" Is like her questioning what culture around her has become and if she agrees with it, she is asking her ancestors' opinion

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She might be unsure with who to follow or look up to

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She might be unsure with who to follow or look up to

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I think like she's stuck between following her culture/ ancestors and insta baddie/ Kim K/ party life and it has made her feel lost.

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I go back into blackness, I  go back to fill in the gaps, searching through archives and advertisements

It seems that she is a bit unsure of how to live her life.

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I am inhaling long white clouds and i see rivers of milk running toward orange oceans of sunlight honey.

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Am I navigating correctly? Tell me,
- not knowing if a decision is morally or ethically right?
- or is it her questioning what she should buy?

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Describes customs of the modern world. Shows the brevity of our actions and how this has become part of our culture.

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1. Read the poem ‘Identity Politics’ in the link below

2. Make a note of 2-3 lines or words that you find interesting

3. Make at least three posts on the discussion board:

You can post a line or word from the poem without comment to hear others' thoughts

You can comment on a post

You can ask a question

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I buy a Mana Party T-shirt from AliExpress.

$9.99 free shipping via standard post.

Estimated arrival 14-31 working days.

Tracking unavailable via DSL. Asian size XXL.

I wear it as a dress with thigh-high vinyl boots

and fishnets. I post a picture to Instagram.

Am I navigating correctly? Tell me,

which stars were my ancestors looking at?

And which ones burnt the black of searching irises

and reflected something genuine back? I look to

Rihanna and Kim Kardashian shimmering in

Swarovski crystals. Make my eyes glow with seeing.

I am inhaling, long white clouds and I see

rivers of milk running toward orange oceans of

sunlit honey. Tell me, am I navigating correctly?

I want to spend my money on something bougie,

like custom-made pounamu hoop earrings. I want to

make them myself but my line doesn't trace back

to the beauties in the south making amulets

with elegant fingers. I go back into blackness,

I go back and fill in the gaps, searching through archives

of advertisements: Welcome to the Wonderland

of the South Pacific. Tiki bars, traffic-light cocktails &

paper umbrellas. Tell me, am I navigating correctly?

Steering through the storm drunk & wet-faced

waking up to the taste of hangover, a dry mouth, a strange bed,

shirt above my head is the flag fluttering over everything.

What were we celebrating? The 6th of February is the anniversary

of the greatest failed marriage this nation has ever seen.

In America, couples have divorce parties. We always arrive

fashionably late. Tell me, am I navigating correctly? The sea

our ancestors traversed stretches out farther than the stars.

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Identity Politics by Tayi Tibble | Poetry Magazine

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I buy a Mana Party T-shirt from AliExpress.

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IDENTITY POLITICS                    by Tayi Tibble 

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IDENTITY POLITICS                    by Tayi Tibble 