about.

Justice Harley aka BXTCH (pronounced Butch) is a queer and non-binary Black boi
from Columbus, Ohio. They’re an organizer in the community, working toward Black
liberation and a socialist future. Their poetry is a medium through which they process
their personal experiences with trauma and oppression. Sharing their work is BXTCH’s way of sharing themself with the world-- a revolutionary act of vulnerability.

zines.

collections of original poetry and photography.

 
 
 

poems.

 

dysphoria

poems i wrote in the shower

i have some wounds that should have scarred

 

over a long time ago.

 

that are still scabs.

 

that still hurt and bleed when i pick at them.

 

i wonder if they will ever heal.

 

i wonder if i should keep covering them.

 

there are places in which

 

i can no longer differentiate

 

bandage from skin.

 

i fear what i will find underneath.

 

you are more than flesh

 

 

when their stares remind you,        

 

                

that you have a body                                      

                     

try to forget                                                                       

         

forget that in some places                     

   

there is a thing called normal                

 

and in them,

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

you are not

 

round the block

occupation is

the helicopter

flying round the block

hunting for niggas

 

it's the pigs

in the paddy wagon

riding round the block

itching for the blood of niggas

 

 

it's the blood of niggas

that stain the streets

round the block

 

it's the undercover

on 17th

just waiting on a nigga

from round the block

 

it's the fear in niggas

getting pulled over

just for riding

round the block

 

occupation is

the heart of a nigga

beating

then not beating

every day

round every block

 

 

i feel a poem coming​

i love easily
i meet them
and i see God in them all
they look me in the eye
and i feel the pierce of their gaze

 

like rays of sun tanning my chest
 

i fall in love
with the shake of their hand
over coffee
through the sharing of ideas
through the marching of our feet
hand in hand, through the streets

 

in love
in a packed room
of tender and passionate voices
arguing over strategy
with the common goal of our collective freedom

 

i love them all
i love you all
i will love you
and fall in love with you
until my last day

 

and my heart will break
every day we remain unfree

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