mm, emerald, the unbroken breath of this poem is the form holding the mind together while saying her name. the epigraph from la marr jurelle bruce told us what you were doing before we read a word. and the sensory catalog moving from sunflower seeds and silver hoops to the cotton gin fan and the jet cover is the inventory of how black women survive what wasn’t supposed to be survivable. every time i hear korryn gaines’ name i have an episode. say her name, please say her name. you said it. and so are we. 🤎
mm, emerald, the unbroken breath of this poem is the form holding the mind together while saying her name. the epigraph from la marr jurelle bruce told us what you were doing before we read a word. and the sensory catalog moving from sunflower seeds and silver hoops to the cotton gin fan and the jet cover is the inventory of how black women survive what wasn’t supposed to be survivable. every time i hear korryn gaines’ name i have an episode. say her name, please say her name. you said it. and so are we. 🤎
LT! thank you for summing the poem up so beautifully.