The Idea of Ancestry
Taped to the wall of my cell are 47 pictures: 47 black Faces: my father, mother, grandmothers (1 dead), grand- […]
Taped to the wall of my cell are 47 pictures: 47 black Faces: my father, mother, grandmothers (1 dead), grand- […]
Shiny record albums scattered over The living room floor, reflecting light From the lamp, sharp reflections that hurt My eyes […]
(or Blues for a Mississippi Black Boy) I was born in Mississippi; I walked barefooted thru the mud. Born black […]
Exchange in greed the ungraceful signs. Thrust The thick notes between green apple breasts. Then the shadow of the devil […]
Lord she’s gone done left me done packed / up and split And I with no way to make her […]
And, yeah brothers While white America sings about the unsinkable molly brown (who was hustling the titanic When it went […]
Hard Rock/ was/ “known not to take no shit From nobody,” and he had the scars to prove it: Split […]