HOME COMING

1. The edge of water is the end of the ocean. In Los Angeles I spike my body and wonder how many black bodies are swallowed in the waters. I escape the haunting shadows through a paperback of Danez Smith's Don't call us dead. 2. There are no miracles in this world. Men have always remained what they are. Rivers running through the lands Black bodies being maimed everywhere! Its an erasure Hopes dwindling World peace just a dream We write on palms while fingers press for the bullet We remain silent as a man makes threats of annihilation to a country. 3. I am back at the Place of my birth. At the airport I'm greeted by stares and finger pointings. The faggot is back! 4. By now I do not care what the world says. I have seen everything I should have never seen Black boys being shot cold blank A somali boy setting himself on fire. I regret nothing. I regret nothing except for not telling all the men I have ever had a crush on that I felt something for them. 5.Nothing has changed except that my boyfriend is now married to a woman. Birds are still chirping. Yahoo boys still taking advantage of queer love. The law still an asshole Religious people still blaming calamities on men kissing other men. 6. It is true. Not every man is born with a tongue. Some are born with a language as instructions to their world. The Home office does not listen! Even bees sting better Deportation has become too sweet on the immigration desk. Who runs away from home for fun? When exile betrays you Where else do you run to? I am back to the pit where men will rejoice setting my body on fire. 7.The birds have stopped singing. 8.The end is near.

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