Marshall, Maya 2020
I bleed daily
for a month,
produce a liver-shaped thing.
He rinses his blood
with a chemical cocktail
every third Thursday.
We make nothing—no child
no pacts—but distance,
until we both lose.
– Maya Marshall, “The Field of Blood”
Watch Maya Marshall read her poems and converse with Nicole Homer in this Poetry Foundation event:
I don’t know what I would do
if a man looked like my daddy hated me,
hated my sex all the more because I did not want him
to have it, or because I have wanted a woman too–
– Maya Marshall, “Portrait in the Lone Star”
Read this interview that Maya Marshall did with Black Women Radicals:
Radical Poetics: Inside The Radiant Mind of Maya Marshall – Black Women Radicals
A poet, writer, and editor, Maya Marshall is an ingenious literary force to be reckoned with.
