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Miss Liberty

from Postcards From Downtown by Dayna Kurtz

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miss liberty

i’m miss liberty - give me your junkies -
your irresponsible drummers
i’ve swept my halls clean of clean
your kitchen rangers-
your wingtip dayrunners

plant your flags and make your promise
to my promised land
& we’ll make love to the new frontier
in the hot beach sand
you’ll hold me like a drowning man
you’ll come at me too human
& drag me down again
& leave me
broken like a spine
split open like a melon dropped from a
high, high place

i like this country - she’s like a whore
who loves her junkies - who loves
all her sad outlaws
lifting her skirt to tease & flirt with the wretched
who’ve washed up at her shores

when we die i hope someone’s god
takes us in like immigrants
& we’ll make love in the leftover light
of heaven’s tenements
you’ll hold me like a drowning man
you’ll come at me too human
& drag us down again - you’ll leave me
broken like a spine
split open like a melon dropped from a
high, high place

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from Postcards From Downtown, released April 3, 2004

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Dayna Kurtz New Orleans, Louisiana

Dayna Kurtz is the kind of artist who inspires wild-eyed zealotry among her fans, and there are 3 reasons for it: 1, she's an artist's artist, one whose whiskeyed, determined alto often earns her comparisons with Nina Simone; 2 while Europeans adore her, she's obscenely underappreciated in her own country; and 3, her songs straddle a difficult space between jazz, rock, and folk, & are pure poetry. ... more

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