Black rock poem (performed at KGB Bar on Sepetember 22, 2024)
Black earth
Black rock
Black screen
Black city
I was pushing a grocery cart down 14th street at midnight. collecting sweet treats and preparing to go on a trip. I went to a cafe for donuts and ice cream and ended up with coffee. At the cafe I see Ernst. I try to not see him but we meet eyes and he’s super warm and nice. He tells me I look better than I did the last time he saw me. I am a woman now, no longer the 18 year old college girl he met in 2016. In my grocery cart I have lots of goodies. Lemon is the main ingredient.
Black earth
Black rock
Black screen
Black city
At a dinner table with all white women. Older white women. I was reading an article and they kept starting side conversations. I told them loudly I’m not repeating myself and they loved it. It sorta felt like the world was gonna end or was already ending but not in that room. A nerdy little white guy sat next to me clearly wanting to progress our relationship but didn’t have the money to give me what I wanted. He was a bum, but I liked him. I wasn’t going to give him more than he could afford. On a separate couch there was a bald black man. Discreetly, he told me he desired my hands rubbed across his face with force and care. I was nervous to do it in front of everyone but did so anyway. An inner monologue began. Some women are wild and some are just scared.
Buried jewels
waiting for discovery
Black earth
Black rock
Black screen
Black city
