Danez Smith
Danez Smith
Danez Smith
Danez Smith
Danez Smith
Danez Smith
Danez Smith
Danez Smith
I am sorry I have no happy poems
about the ashy hallelujah of knees.
Whenever I open my mouth, ghosts raid
my poor tongue demanding names. I say
Devonte & my mouth drips stray braids.
I say Keshawn & vomit gold teeth.
It's always like this, my one good song
still unclaimed at the morgue, my hands
try to clap & end up cupping a skull.
For the Fifth Grade Black Boys of Benjamin E. Mays Elementary School was written by Danez Smith.