a poetry collection, 2016
~let yourself be free of what haunts you~
- Black Kettle or Not Mine You’d Say/Filled With Junk
- Black Sand or Nalini
- Black Sheep or That Windmill Did
- Pitch Black or I Don’t Remember
- Blackmail or He Said
- Black Coffee or Shit We’ll Never Get Back
- Black and Blue or Cooler Friends
- Black Market or On The Corner
- Black Magic or It Wasn’t The Way
- Black Holes or Up All Night To Get Lucky
- Black Eye or Rye of the Storm
- Black Friday or A Month Ago Today
- Black Light or Disturbed Lil’ Dear
- Blacked Out or 100 Days Later
BLACK is the absorption of all color and the absence of light.
On a symbolic level, the color BLACK is said to hide things, things we may not want to be seen. The color BLACK represents mystery, secrets, and The Unknown. BLACK is all encompassing. BLACK consumes.
On an aesthetic level, let’s face it–BLACK is the most flattering color, it looks great on everyone. We wear BLACK when we are mourning, it signifies death. We use the word BLACK to describe things that are dark or negative, or even evil. That BLACK is to be feared. Black magic, blacklist, black comedies, black sheep, blackmail, blacklist, and on and on…
But BLACK teaches me that:
telling secrets sets you free
thus BLACK is my experiment in excavation, in finding the words to say the things that were never supposed to be exposed, never supposed to be unearthed, never supposed to see the light of day. What hides in BLACK‘s shadows?
“There’s something about black. You feel hidden away in it.”
— Georgia O’Keeffe