Poems from jacksonpoetry5
By: Tyree Jackson
I.
Fire hoses attempt to wash away
blackness as if underneath their
brown skin held white bodies’ hostage.
Scorching days...
By: Tyree Jackson
I.
I am one with who I am.
I own my black body
and I cherish my queer spirit.
In this world, I cannot deny
either, for...
By: Tyree Jackson
You see, my life shouldn’t be treated as some
fairytale, because these glass slippers won’t fit your feet.
And my life...
By Tyree Jackson
My journey isn’t smoothly paved.
I’ve been stopped by predators and poisoned along the way.
There were many times I...
By Tyree Jackson
Intolerance is thrown at his body in the shape of daggers.
He wouldn’t dare shed a tear if a blade penetrates his skin....