Blackface
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After my skin ran dark,
I'd sleuth invisible at sunset
to the roof of a derelict warehouse.
The silhouette of my finger against the moon,
and the mute fathoms between stars,
were black tones nucleated by sparklers.

Eating chocolate in heat under a palm tree,
I tried beguiling lost ants into a watery pit.
We were charcoal specs
on an infinite, sandy grid.

Her Ivory Coast soles shuffled silently,
then tackled my unsuspecting, zouglou jiving feet.
We became black mambas, coiled like DNA.

My new flat screen is my new skin's color.
So is my school binder, and laptop cable.
That tarmac might just be a darker shade of blue,
but driving on top is one black Honda.

I don't think this paint helped me very much. Ah well,
empathy...


*Zouglou (pronounced like zoo, to my knowledge) is modern dance music out of the Ivory Coast.
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Blackface - by PoetryAndPhysics - 12-08-2013, 07:12 AM
RE: Blackface - by Todd - 12-08-2013, 07:44 AM
RE: Blackface - by PoetryAndPhysics - 12-08-2013, 12:13 PM
RE: Blackface - by makeshift - 12-11-2013, 09:39 AM



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