red moon night

red moon night makes my voice my thickest bloodit is summer & all the dying spill every crossed body of water& i am a little boat making home of the staini have no peace i have tall darkfor brother i have the blunt wail of sirens & everyway the dark can cover him can take his name from our mouthsi have all my buried dead they root me& all my missing dead displace me here i amstain of emptied bloodlines of women dressed in black____Safia Elhillo is Sudanese by way of Washington, DC. A Cave Canem fellow and poetry editor at Kinfolks Quarterly: a journal of black expression, she received an MFA in poetry at the New School. Safia has been nominated for a 2015 Pushcart Prize, and is co-winner of the 2015 Brunel University African Poetry Prize. Her work appears in several journals and in the anthologies “The BreakBeat Poets: New American Poetry in the Age of Hip-Hop” and “Again I Wait for This to Pull Apart.”