Shade Literary Arts

i. My rubber cackles in the darkest closet of his attic. Until my scrunched diaphragm is weak at his cockeyed shaft. He think he a sharp...

Alexis Pauline Gumbs describes herself as a queer Black troublemaker, Black feminist love evangelist, educator, poet, and time-traveler....

i don’t know if i could love him he’s been a good fuck a perfect gardener of stars a...

so if there be peaches blooming at your breast there be fists raining spring inside you black present continuous tense *** your arms are...

Sunday’s mourning. Papier Mache church walls. My father appears playing the weary organ in my grandparents’ home. His melodious hands...

Harpies, Faggots, Syrens, Black Penelopes by another name, the unsung at the other end of the phone, “beautiful,” beautiful / Kept,...

beat a horse & still the dead {you never knew} know what's in your heart better than you here's blood in your eye {make these bones your...

noon. and the cafeteria is as cold as a morgue. we fill the space with...

I AM TRYING TO BE THE RIGHT KIND of arab girl/ tell you about the jasmine tree i birthed in my mouth/ dot the sky with the letters i...

I give my nigga dominance/ that is, I let my nigga dominate me/ who’s the nigger now/ he riles me with the small bit/ of his body/ in my...