For those of us who have been stolen / by Edna Bonhomme

Those of us who have been stolen speak Creole,

Patoi

French 

Dutch

English

Portuguese

We practice Santeria, Catholicism, Islam and Atheism

Those of us who have been stolen hold on to our rituals

our music

our language

our braids

our kink

 We were stolen from a land that our

mothers,

grandmothers,

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