The culture cannot take the bold Black queer. It violently tells us that we ought not love loudly, that we ought not break earth beneath our feet. But it is precisely for that reason that we must. Must stand defiant before the death march that seeks to absorb us.
Hearing the jarring, erotic poetry of Yolo Akili brought those words immediately to the front of my mind. At once the brilliance and boldness of Essex Hemphill came to mind. So rarely do you find Black queer poets gaining exposure for work that is unapologetic and militant. Shine on.