in my dream I became a mermaid, suddenly understood/had to understand how treasure chests breathe heavy in the dark & darker sea, just as every black pearl understands/must
In her second diary entry, Afropean’s intern Imani Ballard reflects on the Colonial power on display in some of Europe’s cultural spaces, and grapples with
Mother Europa -May you tell me more about your relationship with your mother? -I never could call my mother, mother. My grandmother was my mother,
Intensity is done Wondering What comes next? We, immigrant Moving nations Not across borders But inside bodies Our blue eyed son The reminder of migrations
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