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The Queer South

Something Trans-Happened to My Body When I Crossed the Atlantic

by Honora Ankong

I seeped out of a middle-
passage wound, a continental African
descendent of the un-took. Immigrant,
in search of lost lineage. I dove into the Atlantic
Its unending Blackness—turbulent & queer.

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