She wants to genetically engineer her experience
so she can have genie expression kids with big curly hair.
A man, a tall black man with light eyes is her worship
I want a black man with light eyes she says
because they make great babies.
I want a white man with blue eyes
so my kids can look the way I want them too
milk all those treacherous paths written on my skin.
Chameleon Grace is a novel that I’ve been working on for quite sometime. I figured if I just put it out there that I’d finally finish it. At the very least, it isn’t just collecting dust on my hard drive anymore. Here’s a little background:
Now transitioning into a new life in New York City, twenty-six year old Njeri Ironside finds herself at a crossroads. As she battles with isolation and displacement, she begins to question her purpose in the city. Her ruminations lead her to memories of her past, growing up in Trinidad, particularly during the period when the country was experiencing dire socio-economic and cultural change. It was a time where her father, a beloved trade unionist, prominent political figure, is at the center of controversy.
Her memories are however clouded by a desire for revenge against an ex-lover, Pieta.
With the lost of Pieta and the community she created in D.C., Njeri is left not knowing where she really belongs, and at times incapable of reconnecting the pieces from the subgroups she had previously niched out for herself in D.C.: black/masculine/woman/Caribbean/dyke/lesbian/working class in the Americas.
Dedicated to my mother.
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