Poems from NykearrAlleasse
On the days in which my blackness be a burden
My body just a container, a casket.
Mahogany skin cultivated to hold dead things.
I offer my...
Ode to the Nerd. To the kid who sits during P.E. classes drawing dragons despite the demons dancing in his head. To the girl who...
A: Little girls are made of sugar and spice, everything nice.
N: We are raised to become sugar incarnate.
C: I will melt in your mouth,...
It was september 15, 1963
It was august 24, 1955
March 24 1944
It was the evening of May 16, 2010
11/22/2014
5/31/2012
Addie Mae...
ALL: an Elegy for Charleston in Thirty One Haiku
J: these blood soaked floorboards
murmur gospels we have fought hard
to discredit
N...