April 26, 2018

© 2018 by Djoré Nance

The river that runs twixt Texas and Oklahoma

Native blood the same as the native color

The river that runs from the gulf to Canada

Contains parts unknown in the negro panacea

It’s an unrest that passes all confusion

How do we awaken from this demon...

April 19, 2018

© 2018 by Nicki Pryor

He had a Dream

 Yet it's still my Nightmare...

   The stares slicing

    The blank faces stabbing

     The uncomfortable glances

He had a Dream

  Yet it's still my Nightmare...

   The oppression surviving

    The hurt unwavering...

April 11, 2018

© 2018 by Leila Martinez

My name precedes me everywhere I go and

I am assumed

and categorized

before I walk through the door.

I am brown skin, blue black hair and dark brown eyes.

I am suspicion.

This is what it means to be brown

in small-town America.

I am spoken to slowly.

I a...

April 5, 2018

© 2018 by Lisa Lloyd

Forgive me.
Forgive my arrogance.
Forgive my statements of ignorance.
Forgive my unspoken, but definitive thoughts of superiority.
Since I, for so long, saw you as the minority.
I grew up in a white-filled town,
People of color were almost nowhere t...

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