until, they, shoot, the, next, one

after, Atatiana, Jefferson,

A poem by Othuke Umukoro

A black person (gender unknown) holds up a sliver of mirror that reflects a portion of their face.

Othuke Umukoro is a poet & playwright from Nigeria. His demons have appeared in The Sunlight Press, Kissing Dynamite Poetry Journal, Eunoia Review, Brittle Paper & elsewhere. When bored, he watches Everybody Hates Chris. He tweets @othukeumukoro19.

*We used screenshots of this poem to preserve its formatting. For an accessible version of “until, they, shoot, the, next, one,” please email Sarah Kosch at randomproseeditor@gmail.com.

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