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Justice Harley aka BXTCH (pronounced Butch) is a queer and non-binary Black boi
from Columbus, Ohio. He's an organizer in the community, working toward Black
liberation and a socialist future. His poetry is a medium through which he processes
his personal experiences with trauma and oppression. Sharing his work is BXTCH’s way of sharing himself with the world-- a revolutionary act of vulnerability.
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dysphoria
poems i wrote in the shower
i have some wounds that should have scarred
over a long time ago.
that are still scabs.
that still hurt and bleed when i pick at them.
i wonder if they will ever heal.
i wonder if i should keep covering them.
there are places in which
i can no longer differentiate
bandage from skin.
i fear what i will find underneath.
you are more than flesh
when their stares remind you,
that you have a body
try to forget
forget that in some places
there is a thing called normal
and in them,
you are not
round the block
occupation is
the helicopter
flying round the block
hunting for niggas
it's the pigs
in the paddy wagon
riding round the block
itching for the blood of niggas
it's the blood of niggas
that stain the streets
round the block
it's the undercover
on 17th
just waiting on a nigga
from round the block
it's the fear in niggas
getting pulled over
just for riding
round the block
occupation is
the heart of a nigga
beating
then not beating
every day
round every block
i feel a poem coming​
i love easily
i meet them
and i see God in them all
they look me in the eye
and i feel the pierce of their gaze
like rays of sun tanning my chest
i fall in love
with the shake of their hand
over coffee
through the sharing of ideas
through the marching of our feet
hand in hand, through the streets
in love
in a packed room
of tender and passionate voices
arguing over strategy
with the common goal of our collective freedom
i love them all
i love you all
i will love you
and fall in love with you
until my last day
and my heart will break
every day we remain unfree
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