Mom, I am no longer Black.

A ritual

A ritual about what has been the deepest of all my deaths;
The one I still feel incomplete of language to talk about it.
Then, I have decided to stop forcing a translation.
I wouldn't like to commit the fatality of killing my death.
The fact is, I have been drinking water, eating and, breathing.
I have been staying in the presence of what we have been dying without living.
I have been touching the echoes coming from the deep waters:
tears, sweat, fears, wounds, desires, pee,
menstrual fluids.
I have been forgiving,
myself, you, and History;
I have been forgiving,
everything,
including God.
I am no longer Black.
I am back into the blackness.

External eye by Manfrin Manfrin (Brasil)

Presented at SPIELART FESTIVAL, Munich
at KASERNE BASEL, Basel
2021 and at Santarcangelo Festival, 2022

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