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Danez Smith’s collection Don’t Call Us Dead is a thoughtful and moving expression of social resistance. Combining elegiac lyricism with stern opposition, Smith’s poems confront the racial inequality of a ‘white america’ that runs on hypocrisy and denial. This month, as we commemorate black history in the U.S., Danez Smith’s work offers the possibility of embodied understanding through the power of imagination.

dear white america

i’ve left Earth in search of darker planets, a solar system revolving too near a black

hole. i’ve left in search of a new God. i do not trust the God you have given us. my

grandmother’s hallelujah is only outdone by the fear she nurses every time the blood-

fat summer swallows another child who used to sing in the choir. take your God back.

though his songs are beautiful, his miracles are inconsistent. i want the fate of Lazarus

for Renisha, want Chucky, Bo, Meech, Trayvon, Sean & Jonylah risen three days after

their entombing, their ghost re-gifted flesh & blood, their flesh & blood re-gifted their

children. i’ve left Earth, i am equal parts sick of your go back to Africa & i just don’t see

race. neither did the poplar tree. we did not build your boats (though we did leave a

trail of kin to guide us home). we did not build your prisons (though we did & we fill

them too). we did not ask to be part of your America (though are we not America? her

joints brittle & dragging a ripped gown through Oakland?). i can’t stand your ground.

i’m sick of calling your recklessness the law. each night, i count my brothers. & in the

morning, when some do not survive to be counted, i count the holes they leave. i reach

for black folks & touch only air. your master magic trick, America. now he’s breath-

ing, now he don’t. abra-cadaver. white bread voodoo. sorcery you claim not to practice,

hand my cousin a pistol to do your work. i tried, white people. i tried to love you, but

you spent my brother’s funeral making plans for brunch, talking too loud next to his

bones. you took one look at the river, plump with the body of boy after girl after sweet

boi & ask why does it always have to be about race? because you made it that way! be-

cause you put an asterisk on my sister’s gorgeous face! call her pretty (for a black girl)!

because black girls go missing without so much as a whisper of where?! because there

are no amber alerts for amber-skinned girls! because Jordan boomed. because Emmett

whistled. because Huey P. spoke. because Martin preached. because black boys can al-

ways be too loud to live. because it’s taken my papa’s & my grandma’s time, my father’s

time, my mother’s time, my aunt’s time, my uncle’s time, my brother’s & my sister’s

time . . . how much time do you want for your progress? i’ve left Earth to find a place

where my kin can be safe, where black people ain’t but people the same color as the

good, wet earth, until that means something, until then i bid you well, i bid you war,

i bid you our lives to gamble with no more. i’ve left Earth & i am touching everything

you beg your telescopes to show you. i’m giving the stars their right names. & this life,

this new story & history you cannot steal or sell or cast overboard or hang or beat or

drown or own or redline or shackle or silence or cheat or choke or cover up or jail

or shoot or jail or shoot or jail or shoot or ruin
this, if only this one, is ours.

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Don’t Call Us Dead
By Danez Smith
Chatto & Windus | 112 pp | £10.99

About the author

Part-British part-Georgian, Matthew lived in Russia, Georgia, France and Denmark before joining Culture Trip as the UK books editor. In this role he covers the London literary scene as well as promoting literature in translation from around the world. Having studied French and Russian at Oxford University, Matthew has a particular interest in these two literary worlds, and completed his Master's thesis on the Russian works of Vladimir Nabokov. Before Culture Trip, Matthew worked for The Calvert Journal.

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