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Heavy Is the Head
Black women poets matter in ways that poets of other races and ethnicities can’t: “Black girl must write poetry so other black girls can relate.” That Black girl poetry readers matter … do you understand? This debut collection from Sumaya Enyegue, a medical student from South Africa, is matter-of-factly accomplished and compelling.
[WHEN A BLACK GIRL DIES, THE LAST THING TO DECOMPOSE IS HER HEART.]
There are moments when I forget I am not wanted and then someone
calls me a nigger and the memory slaps me awake. I have been brown
for a thousand lifetimes and yet the violence of this skin still surprises
me—how can it bruise so easily and still keep the scars hidden. And
I could write you an ocean of poems about how I was taught that you
could be black or you could be beautiful, but you couldn’t be both.
Why can’t I be both?
Reviewed by
Matt Sutherland
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