Waves of Unrest

He is a Black man-

walking side by side, my lover and I cause panic.

A sea of unrest sits on the faces of white womyn as they run further into themselves and the lies told to them.

I wait on coke cans and such when he sends me a line asking to be held

and I reply “come over.”

I hear sirens outside

and that terror mounts.

He is a Black man-

walking to me at night,

my lover may trigger panic and

die by waves of unrest.

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