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Black Estrangement
Sa Ki Pi Bel
Lionel Repons. Won 909,888 votes. Pierre Boucher. Won 23,524 votes. Granma Nisette’s radio man calls them, the presidential election results for the département Nord, with such conviction. His voice sticks […]
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Black Estrangement
Sho-Gang: The Legend of Black Fandom
FADE IN: A single plume of smoke rises at the edge of a steep, rocky cliff. We ZOOM OUT to see the land in the valley below, a camp of […]
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Black Estrangement
Chicken Soup: Seven Attempts
to say it happens, unaided, without sanction, would be untrue — “Pathology,” Ife-Chudeni A. Oputa 1. The kitchen on Medway was our initial sanctuary. You know the place. Thirty-year-old appliances the […]
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Black Estrangement
Gila
1. “Cheer up, girlie. Gila’s a diamond in the rough.” The paramedic wore all navy—a wrinkled shirt tucked into slacks, punctuated by shiny black boots. His sandy hair was gelled […]
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Black Estrangement
Possession
I wanted to worship Black gods. Had paid hundreds of dollars and driven hundreds of miles for manic, promiscuous, messy, sometimes-wise, sometimes-foolish gender-fluid divinities who looked like me. And so […]
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Black Estrangement
The Lantern, the Lightning, the Sea, and the Raft
The relationship between pattern and the meaningful disruption of that pattern gives poetry the muscularity required to become memorable. —Carl Phillips, “Muscularity and Eros: On Syntax” All Carl Phillips poems […]
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Black Estrangement
Its Ineffability Demands Another Larynx: On Sound, Grief, and Dionne Brand’s Inventory
Black Sound[1] A grief happened. A loved one lost a loved one, and in wanting to grieve, I remembered every other grief, and a string of loved ones gathered in […]
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Black Estrangement
The Broken Window
Under the shadow of an international hotel chain, in a playground for Abuja’s wealthiest and whitest, where they go to buy meat pies and Cadbury chocolates and red seedless grapes, […]
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Black Estrangement
Labor of Memory
It wasn’t until my father was in his seventies, just a few years before he passed away, that I learned that his father, a Panama Canal tugboat captain, had once […]
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Black Estrangement
The Knee
The Kenyon Review · “The Knee” by Mathapelo Mofokeng The orthopedic surgeon hangs up the telephone long before Maki, who sits in silence, frozen in her chair. He called to […]
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Black Estrangement
Which Turtles Saved Themselves
Granny kept a closet for when we would die. It was a linen closet halfway through our hallway that reeked of mothballs and once-freshly-washed towels. And stacked on every shelf, […]
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Black Estrangement
We Think of Our Mothers like Trees
“” Toby reads the headline like he’s a news anchor. He rattles the paper at us, and I wonder for the second time tonight why he is in my house. […]
Read the winning piece of our 2025 Nonfiction Contest “Through the Mirror” by Jessie Cato selected by Lucy Ives.
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