What Is A Black Man?

[T]he black Atlantic has always been the queer Atlantic… Omise’eke Tinsley, “Black Atlantic, Queer Atlantic” Running the risk of angering my black brothers, I shall say that a Black is not a man. Frantz Fanon, Black Skin, White Masks And if we are at a new beginning, we got to make a man all over […]

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Apocalypse Now! Apocalypse Forever!

there is no redemption the redemption will never arrive all of the request for redemption are fantasies of flight. redeem what? redeem who? redeem where? what’s done is done. apocalypse now. apocalypse forever. the apocalypse came many yesterdays ago. The Conservative and The Liberal gather together in the ruined streets of Minneapolis urging for peace. […]

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Perspectives on Mourning

Spoken word poem, set to the tune of: No matter how many chronicles we’ve written, the breath given to the depths of us can’t be spoken. Speak less, and yet the poet goes on. How many poems are written to the speechless? How many poems are written in the name of words that can’t be […]

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prose on the (im)possibility of black love // the (im)possibility of black study

) These scars on our bodies are impossible. These scars that we carry can’t be. These scars that we share are impossible. These scars on our body can’t be.   “These undecipherable markings on the captive body render a kind of hieroglyphics of the flesh whose severe disjunctures come to be hidden to the cultural […]

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