Tuesday, August 9, 2011

reflecting on a james baldwin quote got me thinking & feeling.


” I was born in the nightmare of the white man’s mind. “
- james baldwin



to be honest, i want to cry for days

willow weep a flood

and sink the debris

of fresh new white sheets

and create a sea

to wash away the everyday madness.

but the landfill
would still
reek

and we wouldn’t be clean
of it all.

i don’t have any other answer.

i would dance
but he stole the rhythm

i got it back
but only in a two step

i would sing
but my voice is cracked

i am barely breathing

i would crack
but i am stone cold sore

and solid

in the evil

of the white mans mind.

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