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Jamie McGhee

Poetry

officer, officer (tell me what to do)

By On November 11, 2015

Officer, officer, you told me to be carefree, so I played. Why didn’t you stop your car before you buried a bullet in my stomach? You could have joined our game.  … Read More

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Poetry

for carefree black girls

By On November 10, 2015

Here’s to the carefree black girls who make mistakes. To the girls who drown their depression with one too many shots and throw up at their ex’s feet, the girls who reblog… Read More

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Poetry

Assata’s Cantata

By On July 30, 2015

The cops act like “protestors” means “professional testers” of police dogs and weapons: they take pepper spray to the face as they’re unjustly arrested for crying to the government for constitutional protection,… Read More

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Poetry

Will You Fit Inside My Suitcase?

By On July 27, 2015

As if the scars on my hands are decorations, you don’t ask me where I’ve been. I love you for it. When you see orange bottles scattered across my dresser, you don’t… Read More

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Poetry

What You’ve Known All Along

By On July 20, 2015

To everyone who loves me:   You do not. You are infatuated with the version of yourself that you see in me, because you do not realize that I’ve been carefully trained… Read More

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Poetry

When Life Cannot Go On As Normal

By On June 20, 2015

Yes, Sir, I am calling in sick / because my people are dying on their knees / with their hands in the air, / praying to a god who prefers white skin;… Read More