Music For Exile Virgil Abloh New York (2016)

New York (2016)

We are totally fried

Do not leave in a cot/ crib

Is there a better way to start your morning than being greeted by happy llamas

To obsess well is to realize that the lovely person we sketch in our heads is our creation: a creation that says more about us than it does about them

Music For Exile Virgil Abloh New York (2016)Wind at their back, ear to the ground, the poems in Music For Exile beckon a mythical assemblage, of loss that is personal and historical, intimate and shared. From walking up Canefield River to hearing a thief on the stairs in Philadelphia, from dredging the voices of New Englands enslaved to confronting familial grief, these poems pass with the ache, that ironic hunger for home that exists when home holds violence and cruelty. Nehassaiu deGannes