I Need to Write

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I need to write—
Fantasy, thriller, action, sex—
Yeah, that’ll catch their attention.

Raising Chaos and Order,
wrapped in mental disorder—
but they’re mine.

I need to write—
“Sorry, we’re moving forward without you.
Good luck in future employment.”

Damn…

I need to write—
Another argument with you.
Look baby, I know apologies ain’t enough.

I need to write.

Betrayal again?
Ain’t nothing new.
I need to write.
You can’t manipulate my mind—
I’m so tired and through.

I need to write—
Can you at least be grown enough
to admit when it’s you?

I need to write—
Oh, I’m Bi now?
Because I asked you to
stop speaking poison?

To be present, instead of weakly.
To build something real
with your kin?

Bet.
I need to write.

It’s been a long time…
This heart of mine is used to being broken by you.

I need to write—
But these children of mine,
this family of mine—
it’s called Kintsugi.
Cracked, but golden.
Broken, but still whole.

I need to write…
I need to write…

Little Black child—
you need to write something
Black
and golden.

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Ama Ndlovu explores the connections of culture, ecology, and imagination.

Her work combines ancestral knowledge with visions of the planetary future, examining how Black perspectives can transform how we see our world and what lies ahead.