Jun 24
jasper texas 1998 by Lucille Clifton for j. byrd i am a man’s head hunched in the road.i was chosen to speak by the membersof my body. the arm as it pulled awaypointed toward me, the hand opened onceand was gone. why and why and whyshould i call a white man brother?who is the human …
Jun 22
American Sonnet for My Past and Future Assassin [But there never was a black male hysteria] by Terrance Hayes But there never was a black male hysteriaBreaking & entering wearing glee & sadnessAnd the light grazing my teeth with my lighterTo the night with the flame like a blade cuttingMe slack along the corridors with …
Jun 21
At the Age of 18 – Ode to Girls of Color by Amanda Gorman At the age of 5I saw how we always pick the flower swelling with the most color.The color distinguishes it from the rest, and tells us:This flower should not be left behind.But this does not happen in the case of colored …
Jun 20
This Has Always Been Our Active Shooter Drill by Jason Reynolds (for Stephon Clark’s grandmother) shave your face. a haircuteven. kiss your kids. yourpartner. your parents. tellthem you listened. you kissedtheir asses like you weretaught. kissed their asses andstill. walk. or run. don’tmatter. glue your identificationto your forehead. wrap yourselfin the flag. hand over heart. …
Jun 19
from Citizen, VI [I knew whatever was in front of me was happening] by Claudia Rankine I knew whatever was in front of me was happening and then the police vehicle came to a screeching halt in front of me like they were setting up a blockade. Everywhere were flashes, a siren sounding and a …
