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First Place Poetry



by Wendy White Cleveland '70

Wrapped in a light orange veil
she sits on a stone bench
in a crowded courtroom in Katsina,
its ceiling fans moving hot air
like gossip passing over parched tongues.

Sentenced to stoning,
she has slept with dread,
every night the same image –
up to her waist in the sand-filled pit,...

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