Invisible.
Ghost-like
quiet

No hand to hold
past to unfold
no microphone
to save you

mixed girl,
did they tell you weren’t
Black enough?
tell you you weren’t
white enough?
tell you
you were
Not enough?

white walls of the world
enclosed around you
Black ghosts of the past
calling upon thee

Ghost girl tip-toes in
Silence

D

R

I

F

T

S

away each day.

your creation was
not thought of
in the mixing of civility and savagery
chants for the right to co-exist

bruises
of women
taken by their
oppressors
lynching and lashings
white woman slept
with a Black man
jumped
conclusions

rape

passing girls
mixtures of
privilege
and pain
swim in the oceans of
white supremacy
floating above
pieces of pebbles
trying to take ahold
of thee

Ghost girls

u

n

c

h

a

i

n

e

d

yet
chained.

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