After chris abani

Nabila Lovelace

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I say the wind in Thailand is silent
and mean there is no paranoia.

I say red 
and mean damu:

how Africa can swell in a Queens boy’s throat 
even if only for set,

or fingers that curl close the “b” 
like barbed wire. 

What to name the boy
who drops his body 

flat like luggage back
at the shooting 

of fireworks?
PTSD?

I say summer 
and mean baggage claim.

When masses of Black boys and girls die
are mortuaries conveyor belts?

Do you check the tag 
to see if it’s yours?