Prologue: Displacement has a long history on this groundNacotchtank: the Piscataway people’s name for this landDescribing the convergence of rivers and its peopleThis park was a Black cemeteryPowerful abolitionists lie interred hereWe imagine a legacySeeds of contemporary resistanceSowed by generations long past Act I: A History of Segregation […]
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We are raised to venerate familyIt is said that we are equally related within our nuclear familiesEqually related to our parents and to our siblings Genetically this is trueBut energetically and spirituallyI know there is no one closer to me than my brother By a bit less than four yearsI […]
e My lips are a place of deep conditioningMy full Black lipsSo much less perfect than my white father’sSo much uglier than those of my white cousinsI love them nowBut once they were a psychic scar At age ten I learned to hold them pursedLike a precocious supermodelI still do […]
dancers stomp, twist, and writhegiving voice to desires pent up deep insidewe long to rise as one and mobilizeour subaltern armies will rule the night our democracy is plagued and under siegewe need cyberpunk power to keep the peacenazis and fascists will come rolling deepbut we are samurai neurodivergents who reclaim […]
I imagine you lying beside meblack on black—skin to skin I feel a fire of liberation deep withinI feel a cocoon of black love opening its arms so I can trust and fall in the contours of your body excite my imagination and your lips are an invitation to sacred […]
a flame explodes into view, so emblematic of our ragewe rise up to reconstitute a nation that was built to conquer and enslavethese are florid and manic nights followed by meditative and introspective dayswe are trying to reinvent ourselves as a tsunami that can cleanse all of this emotional pain […]
three sensuous bodies: three celestial auras–we aspire to cosmic connection to honor the rebels who came before us we crave dance floors so fierce that the reigning divas will come to adore us–we crave intimacy and emotional resonance over the addictive forces that long to control us this is […]
black bondage, black pain–black pride, black rageour people have been birthed through the torturous lacerations of whips and chains fear is our enemy so trust in the divinesacred powers heal historic wounds and bend the flow of time whats mine is yours and whats yours is mineunleash the godlike serpent […]