Happy 7 days before Christmas readers!! This week’s Fresh Ink submission comes from micro poetry extraordinaire and FTS supporter Ashanti Marshall. This poet’s words are laced with ecstasy in compact packages.“Salted truth” has all the precision, all the impact.
salted truth
are we really stars
or just
bullet holes to the reality
of an eternal night
is that what we climbed
and struggled and
fought to believe
bury us and then
return as seeds
racism
classism
sexism
ageism
all this damn ancient ass fertilizer
still kicking up new growth
like a perm that won’t take
yeah, we know we gon’ be alright….
but will you?
revive the natural order,
get out the way because
the cracker will crumble
ashes to ashes
dust to dust
this whole thang gon’ combust
Ashanti Marshall is a poet, peace maker and soul shaker. A black, queer, femme thought-force from the southside of Chicago, Marshall is 20 years old and forever pregnant with possibility and potential. Actively contributing to several blogs including wearewomanhood.com and The Indigo Citizen, her storied voice offers an unapologetic existence and her world will make you believe, in both her and yourself.
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