Tremors

Como un polvorón crujiente, un mazapán recién abierto Los edificios de la ciudad se derrumbaron Convertidos en un polvo cruel Las calles se llenaron de personas preocupadas, Ciudadanos confundidos, tal vez derrotados   Tan sólo lo pude ver en las noticias Con seres queridos, yo no pude estar Gracias a dios, la mia esta bien,…

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Hair Here and Abroad

Originally, I set out to compare my own personal hair experience in the United States versus in my experience in Ghana. However, considering SheaMoisture’s recent business ventures, I’ve decided to make a few changes. BLACK HAIR IS POLITICAL. Not just in the United States but everywhere. Policing Black hair has always been used as a…

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Cape Coast

My fresh ink represents going back to your roots But they could never imagine how hard that is When a tattoo begins to itch It represents the coming permanence As I travel back to the root of the diaspora To the castles that started it all Cape Coast Castle: A Seat of Government Built on…

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Diasporic Tendencies

You can’t place my face, can you? I mean, the skin tone kind of provides some insight, but my place of origin? A muddy lake of confusion and diasporic mystery. My junior year of high school, someone remarked that I had “Cherokee” eyes (wtf). When I was fourteen, someone complained that “Black people are so…

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