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A review by atreegrowsinbooks
The Crown Ain't Worth Much by Hanif Abdurraqib
challenging
dark
emotional
medium-paced
5.0
Hanif is such a talent. In awe of these poems, and of his voice.
From “When I Say that Loving Me Is Kind of Like Being a Chicago Bulls Fan”:
“you may ask why I allow my face to drown in less and less joy with each passing year and I will say I just woke up one day and I was a still photo in everyone else’s home but my own”
From “The Year My Brother Stopped Listening to Hip-Hop”:
“& two months later she fell in love with a coast
where my phone calls were no longer currency & I didn’t know how to define that kind of alone so that year I spent my tuition refund check on new headphones & turned the volume up on everything & slowly walked into the water”
From “When I Say that Loving Me Is Kind of Like Being a Chicago Bulls Fan”:
“you may ask why I allow my face to drown in less and less joy with each passing year and I will say I just woke up one day and I was a still photo in everyone else’s home but my own”
From “The Year My Brother Stopped Listening to Hip-Hop”:
“& two months later she fell in love with a coast
where my phone calls were no longer currency & I didn’t know how to define that kind of alone so that year I spent my tuition refund check on new headphones & turned the volume up on everything & slowly walked into the water”