Greg Powell writes a tribute to Breonna Taylor

Breonna – Imaginary Journey into a Queen’s Grave

Imaginary Journey Into a Queen’s Grave Cooling at home In the love zone She on the phone I’m flexed to bone We in the vibe Hearts open wide Peace flows inside We love to hide Here in the bubble Far from the troubles Our love is subtle She come we cuddle We sip the wine My girl so fine Her […]

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Poem for Philando Castile by Greg Powell

For Philando Castile

(Pulled over by cop. Executed in car. Cop exonerated.) Picture me rolling I don’t stop Hands tense the wheel I see a cop Slow to the limit Pressure drop Don’t want to be no Strange fruit crop Sick of this shit 400 years 400 tears 400 fears them Muthafuckers 400 years in arrears But we ain’t gonna get paid Until […]

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Perspective from Greg Powell, Shut It Down for Being Hueman

Shut It Down

Shut It Down Old school jams are pulsing from barbershop speakers. The television screen is silently playing an old Will Smith shoot-em-up. Bad Boys I think. The buzz and percussion of electric and manual clippers blend with music and man chatter: a sound that takes me back all the way to childhood with my dad, rest in peace. Now I’m […]

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