Black
adjective, verb, noun
Pertaining to various populations characterized by dark skin.
2. the color at one extreme end on the scale of greys. opposite of white. absorbing all light casting upon it,
i.e. black is lit as fuck!
3. black out
to lose consciousness
to erase, obliterate, and suppress
to find black beautiful only when it lives on Kylie Jenner
to find black beautiful only when it lives laying down,
to never kneel or march or walk or
only acceptable when cis-gender, hetero-sexual, and Christian
4. america
an illusion fooling it’s people to believe black is a monolith
a place continuing to profit on our pain
where black folk are still here; still re-defining what it means
to be black and in love
Love
noun, verb
5. sexual passion or desire.
(ex. See: resilience, See: liberation, See: Black Panthers, See: Stone Wall).
warm affection for another person.
love up
to hug and cuddle
to embrace
love be a nucleus so when black and love
conjoin you get yo’ life.
6. Black love
noun
south side of Chicago to South wing of the White House
Carolina girls, New York Yankees
b. jailhouse commissary turned hip-hop comeback
c. sacrifice
(ex. See: Mamie Till, the wedding Nicole Bell didn’t get a chance to have, See:
suicide notes turned marriage vows).
d. reasons to believe in poetry
e. my savior when drowning in doubts; Black love is its own faith
7. My black love
verb, noun
a born again miracle
caramel skin, bald, bearded
heart throb
kool-aid smile
throat clench, thigh grip
knees propped up on hood of a Nissan underneath the stars
It is the way they become a comet as we climax
the transformation after deciding to love on purpose.
8. People of the African diaspora
(ex. See: loud, infinite, and rhythmic).
rituals meet ratchet
hip-hop, salsa, merengue
forces sending planets into orbit
translucent and transcendental
Intersectional; intergalactic
to be radical and unconventional
not pertaining to grandmama’s backyard broom jump
but instead, grandmama’s back hand
9. we are verses of reclamations
love raising us up and holding us down
to mend wounds when healing
seems impossible
c. to love with our whole bodies
d Black love is holy
e. not of my family’s belief in Christ
f. still the closest to heaven we will ever find.
10. being Black
to live
to breath love
a wet pair of lips kissing horror in the mouth
to be more resistance than reason
to be the most revolutionary
thing this world has ever
seen.
About the Creator
Tammaka Staley (she/they)
I am a spoken word artivist and educator seeking to decolonize the way people think about sex and social justice. I am a native of Columbia, SC and I run a performance art brand called Talks with Tammaka. I hope to connect with many of you!


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