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By Remica Bingham-Risher
I am almost convinced this morning by the volley
of verses on each frequency, roughnecks telling it
like they want it to be, intoning You bad, baby
By Truth Thomas
There are fists making tom toms of eardrums,
boots kicking downbeats in skulls,
in every state of tinted circles.
By Katy Richey
There’s not a single thing in your closet
that should be worn after 1997.
You do look fat in those pants,
By Saida Agostini
jabari says fuck that, harriet wasn’t trying turn the underground into henrietta’s. but shit, I want a hero, a full on black queer woman
By JP Howard
black women we be trying to hold worlds
on our backs, in our hearts without fail
some days we fail at perfection
By Imani Davis
a political statement walks into an art classroom. it could be the walls, or her bones, either way
some white structure will soon betray her with its crumbling.
By Trace DePass
[And legal] now.
[Taking full advantage of the enough he is.
Might go sign up for the war.
By Reuben Jackson
Should my black
Lock on the other
By Tara Betts
I am sitting in a café with my boy
that I have known longer than my
students have been alive, before the birth
the cedar tree could not comprehend
the crime could not comprehend a leaning
a lynching a love gone wrong