Intersections Interlude (Black Magic)

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Most black stories don’t have a happily ever after ending,

 Which would allow for one to assume that blackness

Does not have a future in happily ever after. 

But what I think each of these stories are saying is that 

Black Joy does exist and Black futures will continue. 

We as black people are still here. 

We as black queer, trans, or non-binary people are still here. 

Black joy is the creation of us

The Diaspora of black people has become the primary culture

For much of western civilization. 

While our bodies have been beaten, stolen, killed, chained, and raped, we are still here. 

We are still strong. We continue to survive. But We must continue to thrive. 

We must continue to protect and educate ourselves and each other. 

Black joy is our existence and our future is inevitable. 

Black stories depict time of past present and future as an element that is neither with nor against us but a mere scope. 

These stories say that the continuation of black joy and futures will not be easy or instant, but that giving up or giving in is not an option. 

Love and family is deserved and desired by all of us. 

Protection and respect is not guaranteed by anyone but ourselves. 

We must know who we are in order to be free. 

We must educate in order to understand and grow. 

We must see the world for what it is if we want the world to see us for who we are. 

Lastly, we must choose to want to see our future. 

When we make that choice to see, live in the light and fight, we will win. 

When the sun sets and the moon rises, we will still be here.

We will still be here.




I learned that Amerikkka was never meant for me

To find love, be respected, or set myself free

I’m slowly recycling the heartbreak, trauma, and fallacies,

Open their eyes, they need to see we need to breathe.

I’m using my lungs to use my voice; can’t take my speech.

Black boy joy and black girl magic instilled in me

My mind and my heart and my body belong to me.

My ancestry, I’ve become their wildest dream.

Erasing stories, denying our glory as no such thing

Underestimating our power, yet we still succeed

It’s our mothers and women among us, that take the lead,

Protect them with everything, and here, we’ll still be.

We’ll still be here

…

I saw  my shine when I was just a itty bitty boy

My mama told me, that I’ll always be the pretty boy

Blindly showed white men my shine, not foreseeing recoil

But that was then and this is now and I am here telling you

That I'm about to do the shit I've only dreamed to do.

I got my girls, I got my gays, and I got straight guys too.

With God’s protection and Goddess blessing, I bestow on you, my truth.

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