THREE POEMS BY REBECCA LYNN

isn’t it so angry black woman of me/
to call those who come for me/vultures/
waiting to pick apart/a thing/they call /already/dead

LAST NIGHT I HAD AN AMERICAN DREAM

 

WHITE WOMAN LOVES ME SO MUCH

she thinks i’m so cute
and sweet
and my “yes m’am” reminds her
of the good
old
south
and white woman says she
wants to take
my hair
my words

my everything

says: she just wants to keep me
in her closet

would love
to see me
hanging
there

Rebecca Lynn is queer, black, and surviving in Boston. they enjoy rap music, philosophy, and their mom’s cooking. RebeccaLynn is a Winter Tangerine workshop alumni as well as a 2017 Pink Door Fellow. RebeccaLynn’s work has appeared in Maps For Teeth Magazine, Slam Chop, and Black Nerd Problems.