05/13/2017

Day 26

ODE FOR US COLORED GIRLS.

by Golden


FATIMA AFIF ABD AL-RAHMAN HJEIJI, A PALESTINIAN GIRL–THE EXISTENCE OF SIXTEEN YEARS OF RESISTANCE TO ISRAELI OCCUPATION–WAS BROKEN OPEN IN JERUSALEM TODAY AND I CAN’T STOP THINKING OF CORINNE GAINES, REKIA BOYD, AND ALL THE OTHER COLORED GIRLS WHO HAVE KNOWN THE SAME FATE.

ODE FOR US COLORED GIRLS.

I. RESPONSE TO A QUOTE BY AMIN HUSAIN “WHAT THEY DID TO MIKE BROWN AND COUNTLESS OTHERS AROUND THE U.S. ALSO HAPPENS EVERYDAY IN OCCUPIED PALESTINE”

I still
cannot find the words
to sum up all the darkness
that happens in the daylight.
What do I call the feeling
of seeing dead colored girls
go execution quiet under the bellowing
of a policeman’s bootstraps?
can I call this one a forced termination?
someone
stole the daughter right out from
her own home of a mother.
she didn’t even know
the full term of her own life.
Call this
Rekia?
Corinne?
Fatima?
Colored girls around the world seem to echo
the same death sentence.
do their names
become the verbs of their trauma?
become the adjective that leaves
a metaphor in their place?

I still wonder
will the news ever
be a benediction for brown and black girls?

II. RESPONSE TO MANA NEWS REPORT: “ISRAELI FORCES KILL TEEN PALESTINIAN GIRL IN EAST JERUSALEM AFTER ALLEGED STABBING ATTEMPT”

news report say
police killed a girl today.
say
she "allegedly" attacked police first;
I suppose
they must have not known
the memory of chest-opened families
camouflaged in their past.
police spokesman say
police force safe and sound
say
no whisper of the girl planted in the concrete
with more metal holes than years to her life.
story sounds familial—familiar.
colored girls only a saving grace
when their prayers are as loud as their cries.

Ain't it true
how silence always gifts
the best answers?
You can hear how
a dying girl's quiet in Baltimore
can be just as invisible
as genocide in Jerusalem?
You can hear how
whole nations will pretend both don't exist?
You can hear how
both officers will call this “protection”?

sounds like
force don't care about the matter
it crushes
sounds like
bullets deserve to infest flesh
before the body can become
more woman than offering.
sounds like
Palestinian girls suppose
to know death before they
know living;
as if occupation hasn't
asked her
what that even looks like?
asked her
what do you call a home
when your tongue be foreign to all land?

news report says
she be the twentieth Palestinian
killed by Israeli force this year
says
she "one of seven minors"
to get shot down in five months.
sound like she be
fraction
statistic
another lynched name to add to the pile
like she wanted
to inherit a war she didn’t start
like she wanted
to write her own eulogy
like she wanted
to be anything but Fatima
like she wanted
to be another girl
that won’t make
it back
alive.

III. RESPONSE TO “MOMMA SAY MOTHERS OF COLOR LIKE SPRING ALWAYS RAISING THINGS FROM THE DEAD”.

when are they going to realize
the greenhouse been broken into.
that spring has come to shepherd her crops
and her flowers aren't home.

does she have to be the sun
burn an atmosphere into a skyline pulp.
break
the belt of horizons before
the planted people
care for her name
for her seedlings name
for her garden’s name.

when are they
going to search for her soil?
her figure been broken open
her flower potted in eroded dirt–
did they hear her petals howl
when they
cut off
her
stem?

when are they going to stop epiloguing silence
like she dandelion
like her seed wild-spirited gusted away
like her daughter carved herself out of her own garden.

spring still trying to find where her pollen went.

I guess no one
will waste their breath
until the oxygen stops
until the moon comes hungry
until the night comes to claim them too
silent
will they
go.

Here and There

by David Campbell


Acknowledge / Wahrnehmung

by David Campbell