From the Book - First edition.
Self-portraits and other skies.
Always use a gold crayon to color yourself in
Self-portrait no. 1 (on becoming light)
Ode to JET Magazine (when you be a rainbow with a streak of black)
I try to imagine them smitten
MTA transit exam attempt #4
Litany for my fears and questions
Is this your sky or mine?
Pretending is like breathing
3 am and the moon is curled like a "c"
Self-portrait no. 5 (Phoenix and lullabies)
I want us living, not just alive.
Rx for little Black girls
Girls like me are made of...
Baby, what's your favorite body part?
Dear future body (keep your skin thickk)
A particular truth about grown folks' grits
Self-portrait no. 7 (the other possible self)
What answers can I give to the thing that I am
When I tell our story of bees and vinegar
Wishes for Black folk in Woody Allen movies
Requiem for sea and chains
My calm app lets me sleep with Idris Elba
I want to see Black love on television
What can grow in the dark
Self-portrait no. 9 (what the mirror sees)
Praise for Luke Cage's skin and starshine
Something like gratitude to the girl on the 5 train
List poem for things I try to love...
After that night: Medusa calls out Poseidon
Dear sunflowers who congregate without a permit
Elegy to a portrait of us where you're smiling and I'm looking away
Message pulled from a bottle at sea
Last night inside my blood
If we should, who will fly after us.
a while co-worker asks if my family sits down to have frank discussions about race
Things I will tell my children
The way the world holds you
There are no unsacred spaces
Self-portrait no. 13 (what's passed down in the making)
#45 presidential vibrations
Notes toward a poem on self-care...
Seeking language for peaches or joy
Self-portrait no. 11 (climatology in flux)
Things I can't say in this book
All of my rejected and broken poem come together and form a gang
Self-portrait no. 15 (interrogation under the moon).
