Where I’m From

BY MAHOGANY BROWNE

I’m from the land of Awon
I’m from the bone break
City bait bridge breached
Skyline from the song of panthers and stoic mothers.
I found my way to the land of Canarsie
Tribe of Lenape
Where the brooklyn bridge and soil of prospect park
Remain in harmonious site.
What brought me here?
But the generous wind
Still carrying plantation wounds from 1776.
What kept me here?
But the sound of the ravine
Built steep with memories of survival.
Friends
Emissions are climbing,
Friends
Evictions are climbing,
I can’t remember to forget the broken promises.
A constitution fractured from the bridge
To brook
We remain
Fortunate
in our service
To the screen
and giving abundance
For now