Matador Writing: Alexa Spann

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Matador Writing: Alexa Spann

Margaret Haas, right, changes the ribbon on her typewriter as she types a letter to a penpal in Chicago during the monthly gathering of the L.A. Penpal Club at Paper Pastries Atelier in Los Angeles on Sept. 9, 2015. (Mel Melcon/Los Angeles Times/TNS)

Margaret Haas, right, changes the ribbon on her typewriter as she types a letter to a penpal in Chicago during the monthly gathering of the L.A. Penpal Club at Paper Pastries Atelier in Los Angeles on Sept. 9, 2015. (Mel Melcon/Los Angeles Times/TNS)

Margaret Haas, right, changes the ribbon on her typewriter as she types a letter to a penpal in Chicago during the monthly gathering of the L.A. Penpal Club at Paper Pastries Atelier in Los Angeles on Sept. 9, 2015. (Mel Melcon/Los Angeles Times/TNS)

Margaret Haas, right, changes the ribbon on her typewriter as she types a letter to a penpal in Chicago during the monthly gathering of the L.A. Penpal Club at Paper Pastries Atelier in Los Angeles on Sept. 9, 2015. (Mel Melcon/Los Angeles Times/TNS)

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Spann is a 24-year-old senior majoring in creative writing

Rhapsody in Black

lustrous dreadlock

vines rope nappy strands sprout beauty

cocoa and olive oil dripping brown honey heated coils crackle

air popping under the hot comb her scalp breathes

queen nzinga should have never changed her name

ana angola bantu knots pop from roots

hoops of flowing long new growth beats to bass

makes them turn twists waving like senegalese night tides crashing on the shore

whipping skin long kinky is exotic

theyre not trippin if they dont see or get it

dark pomegranate seeds of self-love hear hypocrisy in connotation of beauty

microphone top afros funk their way to bouncy indignation

for sisterlocks shock the mans glock top hot

Shade reads the faded neon sign

muddy waters grooves all night leaving 27 kids to party

for one night Too-Too watches her

smiles for correctly reading the sign

she will be happy to know Too-Too escaped Issaquena County

blues toes fall from wooden shack

crop grows cotton as short as Shades tiny  black echo

it aint Harlem but itll do

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