Those of us who have been stolen speak Creole,
We practice Santeria, Catholicism, Islam and Atheism
Those of us who have been stolen hold on to our rituals
We were stolen from a land that our
and great grandmothers never knew
Rather, they heard folklores of our siblings who extracted herbal plants,
those who transcended gender,
those who adored sunsets.
Those of us who have been stolen bear the markings of slavery and the power of resistance.
Those of us who have been stolen continue to survive.
-e. bonhomme (August 2018)
Note: Poem inspired by a conversation with Skye Skyetshookii