POET OF THE WEEK
Joy Okot-Okidi
Week of July 31
I know what the water wanted
They whispered
Did you see how dark she was
I know what the water wanted
Bullets plunging under water
Engulfed, drowning
I know what the water wanted
Melanin
A color you tried to wash away
It is permanent
I know what the water wanted.
I know what the water wanted
They whispered
Did you see how dark she was
I know what the water wanted
Bullets plunging under water
Engulfed, drowning
I know what the water wanted
Melanin
A color you tried to wash away
It is permanent
I know what the water wanted.
FIRST POEM I wrote a collection of poems when I was 13. I dedicated it to my godparents who passed away.
FAVORITE POETRY FORM I love spoken word.
WRITING LIKE WATER It is like the lapping waves on a shore, like a stinging belly flop.