Big Black
I am Blacker than a million midnights.Don’t look at my skin,my darkness lies within.My darkness is of stolen decades,cold concrete, and lifeless steel,blind magistrates, deaf justice, andimmovable appeals.The innocent should not need repentancebut there is no truth in this sentence.
Darker than the motherland on a starless night,My Blackness survived slave ships with chains too tight.Don’t judge my Blackness on my complexion.My light skin proves the master’sUnwanted attention.

- First published
- Vol. 2, Issue 2 · 2025 · p. 105
- Original edition
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