Throwing Fists

     Written by Natachi Mez 
     Illustrated by Arnold Randall 

     Est. Reading Time: 1 min 

I threw a fist
full of seeds
into the sky
and they took root midair

every morning
I water my floating garden
I throw water skyward
and it doesn’t rain back down on me
gravity & I’s little secret

gravity remembers me
and sometimes forgets herself
on these days,
I throw myself skyward
and I get to lay my hands on my sky-lilies
my touch lingering on that which blossoms

when I am ready to return to the ground
gravity takes me there softly
as if I am a fraction of a flower
a petal floating slow as a feather

I know how it feels to have wings



Published March 10, 2021
This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NoDerivatives 4.0 International License.

Author’s Bio
Natachi Mez (she/her) is a Nigerian American writer, performer, and emcee from the Sacramento area in California. Natachi is a two time finalist at the College Union Poetry Slam Invitational (CUPSI), and has featured at the Nuyorican Poets Cafe, Oberlin College, as well as at venues in Accra, Copenhagen, and Istanbul.

Natachi facilitates dynamic experiences that deepen audience engagement and celebrate community voice. Natachi has worked with youth communities and people who are incarcerated to engage writing and rapping as tools of empowerment. She has facilitated writing and performance workshops at Tufts University, Rutgers University, Rikers Island, and more.
︎ @natachi.life
︎ msha.ke/natachi.life/

Artist’s Bio
Arnold Randall
My art is created to challenge our perception of the impact of black people in the future. Each illustration tells a different story, centered around characters that are representative of the future of black people while also drawing on parallels from modern-day life.
︎ @arnold.randall


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