I remember … there was once a time … I wanted to be you …. wanted to Afro-out my life … color my brown face … black … red … green … I thought it would make you happy … this rebel child … who taught … apartheid … Rap Brown …
If these fragments are to be found, / let them be found / with a picture of a mountain behind them, / Something ethereal, something blue.
Now that I have toiled and strayed so far over / the wilderness, am I to sleep, and / let the earth cover my head forever?
I have lived amongst creatures, delicate / yet hard as teeth. Honey and milk seeping / from mouths, sticking to our skin.
she / poured out sound so near your own / name and did without trying
I'm afraid that child isn't here anymore. / He left on the fog from last February, / taking with him his red fireman hat, / his parents, all torn to rags and once loved