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The Blacker the Berry...

the sweeter the juice...

By R.C. TaylorPublished about a month ago Updated about a month ago 1 min read
Top Story - July 2024
The Blacker the Berry...
Photo by Aurel Serban on Unsplash

A trunk without branches...

my mother is sweet blackberry

my father was deadly nightshade

my grandparents hardy juniper berries

great grandparents ingenious black diamond apples

great great grandparents lovely blackcurrants

great great great grandmother proud

Iroquois beauty black chokeberry

and triple great grandfather loving black raspberries

great great great great grandmother was sacred

Kanatha Iroquois crookneck squash

and quadruple grandfather inspirational mulberries

All the way to surefooted elderberry

"runaway yellow niggar" ancestor

Tell me why do people look at my golden skin

brimming with powerful histories they could never

begin to imagine and always assume I am recently

mixed with white without asking.

Tell me why they forget baneberry rape

haunted us among the cotton and linen.

...the leaves are on the ground.

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Comments (17)

  • Crystal Cane30 days ago

    You really have a way with words R.C.!! I really enjoyed reading this! Congratulations on Top Story!

  • Novel Allenabout a month ago

    Powerful, fierce, masterful wordplay and history between the many berries and vines. lovely story. Congrats.

  • Sarah Parkerabout a month ago

    Very raw and gorgeously written.

  • Melissa Ingoldsbyabout a month ago

    This was so excruciatingly raw. Amazing and stunning piece

  • Kayleigh Fraser ✨about a month ago

    Both clever and powerful in message 🫶🏻 Very well done 👏

  • Hannah Mooreabout a month ago

    Oh my, this is just so good.

  • ROCK about a month ago

    Oh my G_d; I am breathless by such a profound and powerful message. Perhaps you could submit to Spillwords Press?

  • Dawnxisoul393artabout a month ago

    The final line, "the leaves are on the ground," carries a sense of reflection and perhaps signifies the passage of time and the weight of history on your identity, love your works, subscribed.

  • Brandycrown about a month ago

    This is fantastic I love it

  • Andrea Corwin about a month ago

    P. S on another note, we used to get in trouble for climbing and eating mulberries, staining our shorts!

  • Andrea Corwin about a month ago

    Yeah, why is it forgotten and why is a sling darker than white not OK. Ugh Fabulous poem!!! ❤️

  • angela hepworthabout a month ago

    Jarring, stunning writing. The painful and powerful histories of your ancestors are encompassed so passionately here. Their light and lives radiate down on you and shine through you. Absolutely phenomenal work.

  • Margaret Brennanabout a month ago

    awesome writing.

  • Tiffany Gordon about a month ago

    P-H-E-N-O-M-E-N-A-L work! Brimming with beauty, strength and hard truths! Well done!! 👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾

  • John Coxabout a month ago

    This is stunning, LC, right down to the terrifying final lines. Your use of fruit and vegetables as metaphors of lineage was powerful all by itself. But what followed as natural as a vine creeping unseen through the grass, is as stunning and powerful a twist as any I have ever read.

  • Oneg In The Arcticabout a month ago

    I don’t even know how to begin this comment. But your words pack a punch filled with both beauty and pain, woven histories and resilience. There is so much popping colour and sophistication and honour in your words.

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