today i did not dress for a funeral today i wear
the yellow dress & laugh with all my teeth
today my lost ones are not lost to me they live
in the wind that gathers my skirttoday this is my country today i say their names
& the all holes left behind shaped like blackgirls
& blackboys are lit up by hundreds of faraway stars
Safia Elhillo, “Self-Portrait With Yellow Dress,” published in Big Lucks (via bostonpoetryslam)
the moon is beautiful 