can you be a daughter
if you have no
i lost a whole continent.
a whole continent from my memory.
unlike all other hyphenated americans
my hyphen is made of blood.
when africa says hello
my mouth is a heartbreak
because i have nothing in my tongue
to answer her.
i don’t know how to say hello to my mother.
docdidit asked: African-american ii, just made my day. These words are so loud I can't silence them from my mind. This is true poetry....
thank you so so much. the concepts of what is home for African-Americans, and the cognitive and emotional distance i feel from Africa/ the reality of how we came to be here/ and how we reconnect, are things that I’ve really been trying to explore deeply in my work.
when you are full of pain, you have no space to be powerful. this is why healing is crucial.
i visit the soft islands
every chance i get.
they know every inch of my eyes
all my flower smoke,
reason i grow
when they hear
this is how