Chapters (54)
- Cover Page
- ICARUS IMPOSTER SYNDROME
- A THOUSAND CARDINALS
- BIRACIAL GHAZAL: WHY EVERYTHING ENDS IN BLOOD
- THIS LAND IS WHERE WE BURIED EVERYTHING THAT CAME BEFORE YOU: AFRICAN AMERICAN HISTORY AND CONCEPTS OF OWNERSHIP IN EARLY ELEMENTARY EDUCATION
- FRIDAY NIGHT LIGHTS #1
- IN A RARE MOMENT OF NOSTALGIA MY FATHER REFLECTS ON OBAMA’S FIRST INAUGURATION
- TAXONOMY REGARDING MY MOTHER
- I THINK EVERYBODY HAS A YEAR THEY NEVER REALLY LEAVE
- SUMMER AFTER
- ELEGY FOR THE WINTER AFTER TAINA WAS CANCELLED
- CHICAGO*
- WASN’T THE MINOTAUR BURIED HORNS FIRST: VULNERABILITY AND IDENTITY IN THE MYTHIC BODY
- A POEM ABOUT TREES THAT ISN’T ACTUALLY A POEM ABOUT TREES
- NEARLY 7 YEARS AFTER THE FACT A BOY WHOSE NOSE I NEARLY BROKE HITS ME UP FOR BRUNCH
- IN THE NETFLIX TRAILER OBAMA SAYS “I DON’T FIT IN ANYWHERE” WHILE ANTHONY HAMILTON PULLS A BURNING CITY OUT OF HIS MOUTH
- OBAMA SAYS “MUTTS LIKE ME” IN THE MIRROR EVERY MORNING WHILE I GET READY FOR SCHOOL
- THE ACADEMY OF ACCEPTABLE LOSS
- PREGAME PRAYER WITH COMPLETE CITATIONS
- COVERAGE
- YOU GOT MCDONALD’S MONEY?
- FRIDAY NIGHT LIGHTS #20
- FRIDAY NIGHT LIGHTS #51
- THE SPOOK WHO SAT BY THE ONCE BOMBED CITY: PSYCHOLOGICAL EXPLORATIONS OF ANCESTRAL MEMORY THROUGH THE LENS OF RACIAL BATTLE TRAUMA
- THE SPACE BETWEEN SKINS IS CALLED A WOUND
- TRANSLATION
- ON THE NIGHT I CONSIDER COMING OUT TO MY PARENTS
- (SELF) INFLICTED
- FRANK OCEAN SIGHTING #268: FRANK OCEAN IS RUMORED TO SPEAK OF RIVERS WHICH IS LIKELY A LIE (DISC 1)
- NARCISSUS IMPOSTOR SYNDROME
- THE AUTHOR IS OFTEN MISTAKEN FOR OBAMA’S LONG LOST SON
- INSOMNIAC SOLILOQUY
- MY FATHER WATCHES FERGUSON VOL. 1
- PORTRAIT OF MY FATHER AS SISYPHUS
- MY FATHER WATCHES FERGUSON VOL. 2
- PALINOPSIA
- POLICE DREAM #607
- PALINOPSIA
- ELEGY FOR THE SUMMER AFTER DJANGO UNCHAINED CAME OUT ON DVD
- PALINOPSIA
- REGRETS
- GHAZAL FOR THE SUICIDAL THOUGHT
- PALINOPSIA
- THE SEARCH FOR FRANK OCEAN OR A BRIEF HISTORY OF DISAPPEARING
- VARIATION ON A THEME OF GENETICS
- LESLIE ODOM JR. SINGS OBAMA’S ANGER ON NPR
- MERCY, MERCY, HIM
- TANKA FOR THE 4TH OF JULY
- ZEALOTS OF STOCKHOLM OR ELEGY FOR THE STILL ALIVE
- OBAMA WANTS TO BE CLEAR ABOUT HIS LEGACY
- OBAMA SPEAKS OF RIVERS BUT WE HAVE ALWAYS BEEN ON DIFFERENT SHORES
- NEGROTOPIA #3 (SELF PORTRAIT AS HEAVEN)
- SAD NIGGA MANIFESTO
- ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
PREGAME PRAYER WITH COMPLETE CITATIONS
Our Father who art in Heaven1
Hallowed be thy name2
Thy Kingdom Come3
Thy will be done4
On Earth as it is in Heaven5
Give us this day6
Our daily bread7
And forgive us our trespasses8
As we forgive those who trespass against us9
And lead us not into temptation10
But deliver us from evil11
For thine is the kingdom12
The power13
The glory14
Amen15
1. My own father will miss pregame in the act of being a Good Son, of calling my grandmother who will accuse him of being a thief. For this small, repeated trespass, I briefly hate her. I ask you, bless his throat; that I might hear him as I cleave a boy loose from what he holds precious.
2. May the crowd have cause to say my name, may they find no humor in its mispronunciation, no confusion in its simple weight.
3. May the field be ours for all of October, may the Junior girls know a mosquito’s lust. May the mosquitos fail; may I be that kind of impenetrable.
4. Spare me.
5. There is a cabin on a lake with a name I cannot pronounce. I know that is where the white girls take the white boys and learn how to be a boardroom or a family or just a carefree they interpret not at all carefree songs to be. This cabin is far Lord, it is far and I am not invited. This is the only heaven I can see. May I crack another boy’s skull and in his defeat, find a key.
6. I know, I know this is the only time I pray. I promise what you know I will never deliver. Give me this day, tomorrow I will moan your name in a valley of ice and we can compromise, call that praise.
7. A boy wraps another boy in his arms and throws him towards the Earth. We call this “Eating,” we are never full.
8. Mercy my knees, mercy my ankles, mercy my groin its little ravine west of want. Mercy what is already torn.
9. Forgive the fact that I will not forgive the invited intruder, forgive that I am willing to die for what I am only renting.
10. I do this as a means towards sin, you know that.
11. Spare me the purgatory of a sideline where I might have more to sacrifice but didn’t. Spare me the agony of being the goat that survived.
12. There’s no place on the field that the spiral of the chapel cannot be seen and yet, I have never seen it.
13. Grant me the strength to place fear in the space I used to be.
14. Grant me the acceptance of people who will never return my calls after this year.