“after Nazim Hikmet, for & after Rassan At the Detroit Metro Airport with the turtle-hours to spare between now & my flight, there is such a thing as the kindness of the conveyor belt who lends me its slow, strange mollusk foot as I stand quiet, exhausted, having been alone in my bed for days now, sl…”— Aracelis Girmay, apmpodcasts.orgTagged: Poetry, The Slowdown, Detroit, mother's day, kindness