Maybe it’s easier to name a racist in post-structural space.
Baraka manifested metaphors rather than bodies in copula
And Michel mimicked narratives of power
In salons where stick figures watched from chandeliers.
That’s what happens to marginal systems and rugged landscapes
Where all matter begins or ends with a poor prognosis
Like Christmas lights beginning to flicker
or nylon stockings ripped by a cat’s claws.
Skin isn’t polychromatic just because we want our love to last
But your father reminded you what a negress is for
And you said, Don’t take it so seriously before telling me—
We can’t have a baby though Elliot is a good name for a boy
and I always wanted a daughter named Merida.
Prescribing psychoanalysis Freud said women are no substitute for men
when trauma and sex converge
And the Ego is sublimated by interior monologue
Otherwise I would stand in the…
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