This week’s New Yorker poems: death & a beard

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Amit Majmudar – The Beard

What was I like, before this beard?
More like, what was I not like.
Who I was depended.
I feared consensus
because stupidity lies
in numbers.

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Chana Bloch – Dying for Dummies

I used to study the bigger kids—
they’d show-and-tell me
how to wiggle my hips,
how to razz the boys.

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