Black & Kinky Amongst Brown Waves


Napowrimo, 19 of 30
April 23, 2017, 12:00 am
Filed under: Uncategorized

sugarcane’s stain
© 2017 by margaux delotte-bennet

there was a time/
and I’m not so sure
that it has passed
/
when every cup of tea was laced
with skin from an enslaved person’s back

plantation produced
cane reduced
to tiny saccharine grains
made sacred because of the pain
held within then
let loose

sweetness like a noose/
pulled taut/
heavy with truths of
scalded hands
crushed feet
rotten teeth from sugar
as pay
sugar as rum to wash the pain away
sugar as cash crop

sorted history
candied
stocked

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