afrodite.

story goes that my ancestors rubbed pepper into their eyes

 

rubbed pepper into the eyes of their horses 

then

mounted them

and the horses took them 

away

 

i have no recollection which ancestors’ blood i carry in me

of who died for me to be here

 

the atlantic splinters my family and i have so much wood in my blood and flesh

 

yesterday i woke up

/the morning water of the nile flowing between my two front teeth

stenciled thick black lines around my sleepy eyes

melted soft red lines around my lips

 

afro a golden halo

 

sun in gemini

moon in cancer

venus in afro  

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

Comments

Need to talk?

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741