"house hunting as an act of faith" by t'ai freedom ford

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August 19, 2022 

house hunting as an act of faith

t’ai freedom ford

                in the dream i eat the sirens       my eyes go bloodshot & i start
                speaking     in    decibels    only    squirrels     &    vaginas     can
                hear        everythang emergency             sight of red lights criss-
                crossing makes me have to pee              some part of me always
                leaking: sweat      cherry kombucha        mysterious fluorescent
                discharge       cheap champagne        pain  liquified  &  indelible
                toughens  my  meat            but  just  when  i  think  i’m  inedible
                somebody always        nibbling at my edges        i am the square
                root of what academia alleges            my methodology is breath
                seeking a structure where i can exhale reckless         where fear
                ain’t mudded in the sheetrock & painted milk white         where
                the walls ain’t out to smother me          where the foundation is
                cracked just enough for spirit to seep in           where i can sleep
                amidst a barricade of trees &   quiet parades around the house
                disguised as technicolor sunset        disguised as deer slick with
                fog        disguised as fig bush draped in snow           disguised as
                ancestors dark & bright as—

Copyright © 2022 by t’ai freedom ford. Originally published in Poem-a-Day on August 19, 2022, by the Academy of American Poets.

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“During the beginning of the pandemic, sirens were ever-present and a great source of anxiety for me—along with the unknowns of the virus, along with Black folks being killed during police stops. Determined to find sanctuary beyond the city, I was on the road a lot and always whispering to my ancestors to provide cover. As in, no stops by cops. As in, full speed ahead. As in, a piece of land that I could afford. In that way, this poem is a prayer, in the same way that house hunting is an act of faith.”
t’ai freedom ford

t’ai freedom ford is a Black queer writer and the author of & more black (Augury Books, 2019), winner of the 2020 Lambda Literary Award for Lesbian Poetry, and how to get over (Red Hen Press, 2017). The recipient of awards and fellowships from Cave Canem, The Center for Fiction, the New York Foundation for the Arts, and The Poetry Project, she lives in Brooklyn, New York.

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