Collective Unrest

 

to white folks

July 2, 2018

“if i had a son, he would look like Trayvon.”
—President Obama

if we can be
sisters
you pressin
hot comb to my hair
while al green whispers
in memphis heat
me fussin
tellin you ain’t no boy
gonna last as long
as a degree, you betta
git yo shit girl
if we can be
that close
so when my children
are being killed
in the streets
you rise up too
you cry into my hair
screaming those were our sons

tmstringfellow (Tara Stringfellow) is a poet, novelist, and an attorney, originally from both Memphis, Tennessee and Okinawa, Japan. Third World Press published her first collection of poetry entitled, More than Dancing, in 2008. Nominated for a Pushcart Prize, her poems have appeared, or are forthcoming, in Best Emerging Poets of Illinois, Best of the Net Anthology, Jet Fuel Review, Minerva Rising, Women’s Arts Quarterly, Apogee Journal, Transitions Magazine, Linden Avenue Literary Journal, Chicago Magazine, decomp, and Prompt, among others. The author was Northwestern University’s first MFA graduate in both poetry and prose. Signed with HSG Agency in New York, she is currently completing her first novel she’s calling, Memphis.

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