POETRY
Black Joy
words: Manka Menga
Manka Menga wears signature piece by Vaazi Stylist
photo: Dan Carter
Your joy is such a spectacle
One would not for the
world miss
your peace
mesmerizing
sending geese up and down
my skin
your speech graceful
as it glides, reverberating
past your diaphragm,
pierces my spleen
I make new blood from the event.
my catalyst
your rhythm the very beat
that invents impulse
engulfs the sinus
with activity,
Quick stepping,
from my crown to the soles of my feet