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when white supremacy kills me

By Justice Ameer when white supremacy kills me
don’t let them scrub my rage from internet
demand i be both angry and righteous

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t for t

By Justice Ameer / he asks me how it feels /
it’s no simple curiosity
nor a question without consequence
phantom of longing lingers so
subtly on the last syllable

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Mike Brown is Eighteen

by: Trace Howard DePass

Still can't get drunk, / or perhaps get a real loan / without offering his death, / as if it were even legal // to be young, black, living / and really living.

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Red-ish Brown-ish

by: Trevino L. Brings Plenty

Ripe for violence, I carry lived stories / interface beauteous facade. / Have seen anxiety coil unravel belly at day's end.

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DREAMers Mark Themselves

by: Maricielo Ampudia Gutiérrez

Raise your back, hand on heart, think of America & so I thought of America. The click of the camera. My performance, curtains flowing. Prove it, they said.

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excerpt from “the black maria”

by: Aracelis Girmay

miraculously, in this version / of the story anyway, / the boy on the roof of the Skyview lives / to tell the police that he is studying / the night & moon

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Skybridge Rendering Above Minneapolis & the West Bank

by: Tarik Dobbs

In an estate, if you can roof it in, you can block access; unporous, or, you gaze upon, from your gaze above.

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