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Yona Harvey

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Yona Harvey

Yona Harvey is the author of the poetry collection, Hemming the Water (Four Way Books, 2013) and a coauthor of Marvel's Black Panther and the Crew (2017) and World of Wakanda (Marvel, 2016). She lives in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania.

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Four tickets left, I let her go—
Firstborn into a hurricane.

I thought she escaped
The floodwaters. No—but her

Head is empty of the drowned
For now—though she took

Her first breath below sea level.
Ahhh       awe       &       aw
Mama, let me go—she speaks

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Nobody straightens their hair anymore.
Space trips & limited air supplies will get you conscious quick.
 
My shea-buttered braids glow planetary
as I turn unconcerned, unburned by the pre-take-off bother.
 
“Leave it all behind,” my mother’d told me,
sweeping the last specs of copper
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I hesitate invoking that
my daughter's mouth
not her first vanity
she tastes & smoothes
her chin this way & that,
bones replacing the fallen. 
it repairs itself: two
   forming new words: