AFROCENTRIC

Remembrance They come and go, Time and time again, No matter what I do, I always lose a friend. Through deserts and tundras, Snow and...

Is Our Philadelphia Really OUR Philadelphia Laila Johnson North, South, East, West We are all from Philly But we try to see who’s got it...

1) To Langston Hughes and all of my elder siblings watching from beyond. America does not sing, rather it screams, for we of the...

In America, When we fall, we don’t recover. We grow weaker, while they grow ever stronger. With not a penny to our name, we suffer in the...

It’s okay, it’s Normal I had a friend tell me a story Of how they felt so blue And didn’t know what to do So they went to ask their...

Once one of us began to tighten our grip, a grip filled with a passionate anger, we were to have all of our grips loosened. It would be...

“The Oath” Places full of poverty and some who ain’t never have shelter My ancestors fought for the life of freedom, something better I...

I See Me Looking at her, I see more than just a girl I see her kinky curls And the pride and practice seen in each strand’s twirl I see...

Capturing this beauty requires a triolet, About the charm of melanin and sun rays. Skin that glows and traps sun like a net Capturing...

The block is dim again, and like a blanket, the indigo sky is resting upon it. Every crevice house and tree are accounted for. The...

Forgive me for playing a record well aged and dust covered But everytime I look into your eyes it gives me a rush Tooth pain and stomach...

In my own skin So filled with melanin Threatened on a daily basis When will it end Black lives matter Why is that when police say...

I walk home to the sweet aroma of barbecue. On the day we call America’s Birthday. But my friend walks on America’s Birthday too. For the...

Our African ancestors have suffered through murder, torture, and rape Fighting against a personality beaten into us, that constantly...

This is a love poem. I press my pen to the page And pour out the words I've longed to say to you. You are beautiful, My sisters of color....

for the first time we realize everyone is watching us or at least we think they are we did not seem to notice a year ago but now we are...