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GLOW | QUEER POETRY FEATURE: Anastacia-Renee

5/13/2019

 
Welcome back for May's installment of GLOW! Not only is this month's GLOW feature a Seattle Civic Poet,  Anastacia-Renee is also curating RADAR Superstar on Thursday, June 6th at 5:30pm-7:30pm at the Koret Auditorium. Join us for face painting, kiki-ing, and of course, the future of storytelling. 
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Photo Credit Brad Curran (Artist Trust)
Anastacia-Renee is a multi-genre writer, educator, and interdisciplinary artist. She is the recipient of the 2018, James W. Ray Distinguished Artist Award for Washington artists (Artist Trust), and has served as the Seattle Civic Poet from 2017-2019, and the 2015-2017 Poet-in-Residence at Hugo House. She is the author of several books and her work has been published widely. 

From the Artist: 
If you were to go on the Sister Spit tour, what is one thing you cannot leave home without?

My essential body oils! 

What are some of your artistic influences/inspirations?

Too many to name! Right now, many of my writing ancestors..dead poets, writers and artist who have passed down the legacy of writing and arting down to me/us.

Describe your work in 5 words.
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raw black unpolished neon funk

When KiKi Gets to be The Bell of the Ball
“omg this is my favorite song & drake is
so cute…like i wanna be his kiki.”

​In the way that drake asks: kiki do you love me

i ask the nation
(or just my colleagues)
(or just my neighbors)
(or just my waiter)
(or just my doctor)
(or just the police)

do you love me

haven’t i kept your children
alive & your contemporary
plantations fat
don’t you feast on the lard
in your american pie
crust of bread
in my black pudding
don’t you trust in
the gentrification of
my everything
the way you trust
god on all your dollars

Black Bodies (BE)
(1.)

black bodies IS tired
from the sambo/hambo/
they exorcised out
ain’t no sit-down for the artist//ain't no spa date
for the poets pores
sweat           IS the new
i can’t believe it’s not butter but it is not the fattening thing /you/ want to give
cheddar to

(2.)

black bodies just BE told
BE still or (breast ass tittie) nipple if ya nasty but bodies can’t afford a
mammogram
just BE like it’ll all work out in the end if you pray hard after Pilates & yoga &
acupuncture but it BE a cost to the black bodies pocket & the body decides to
exorcise on its own
& ain’t gone BE no more guinea pig or let’s see or throw away or testing on this
body & this body ain’t gone release nothing but the bruise that it BE.

(3.)

black bodies are woe/out of being the go to bodies of let-me-tell-you what not to
do as in if someone kicked YOU down & bled YOU out YOU would not be
expected to explain how kicking is a bad thing YOU there with blood all over your
hands & tiny heaving parts crushed under the weight /at no time/as in not ever as
in black bodies don’t get an intermission or whistle or spring break or emoji
shrug the black off the body as in YOU could check out of this poem as in black
bodies cannot check out//can barely go to the store with out how it BE & how it
really IS (even now)

(4.)
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when i was 7 & clans members rode up in a red truck (or maybe white or maybe
blue) with a confederate flag waving at me (hi little girl hi little nigger hi little
object hi little short rib) & shit on the fender at the midwest 7 eleven where mama
was inside I DID. I DID mumble-pray -head down-eyes open to be a white girl
which is not to say praying to be visible but just to be safe. a(men).



Floating
when   the     sun sets
you become the
tensile    skin of    an alligator
green-brittle.    &      shedding
or an       allegation biting
or an alleged       sacrifice
for your         future altar
if
you     are
the daughter
of         a ghost
realize you
are
see      through
translucent
       floating in all
directions
north.      south.
east.     west.

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