Assata
do not dry like dissipated plums under castro’s bronzing sun
you mural fortress
you live memorial
spirited artifice
rouged sea salt that marinates america’s wound
Assata
you like stripped bone road unaware of which
exit is free birth brown coagulated rhythm
redefined reborn rumba queen
Assata
dusk breath unaware of next exhalation’s destination
like a steel slingshot bullet that knows not its resting place maybe
Assata
you are a maimed structure who refuses to die out
arthritic fist still clutches black power
and remembers the white man foot stomps mating with sternum
and ribs that deny shattering
Assata
i smell renewed blood thirst
the resurgence of hound claws
salivate your noosed neck
limp feet suspended over earth
Assata
the skin can not relive your turnpike eyes’ coronary chase
and dewy palms arched over steering wheel
i dissect this thoroughfare glance the backstory
your automobile nightmare in review i gulp this prison freeway
Houston, TX native, Ebony Noelle Golden, is a public scholar, performance artist and director of Betty’s Daughter Arts Collaborative. She also serves as the artistic director of Body Ecology Performance Ensemble. BDAC specializes in creative workshops, curriculum development, cultural and performance art design for progressive social change. Working nation-wide, her work spans creative, academic and community organizing spheres.
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