Angel Nafis builds a universe on discovery, loss & the secrets, silent terrors, celebrations & sorrows of a BlackGirl in the present, past and future(world)-tense. These poems are “Sturdy and untethered”, they are an invitation to a warmMoreAngel Nafis builds a universe on discovery, loss & the secrets, silent terrors, celebrations & sorrows of a BlackGirl in the present, past and future(world)-tense. These poems are “Sturdy and untethered”, they are an invitation to a warm seat, some kool-aid and a smack up-side your head.
Free and brazen in form and invention, her ghazals are long-distance runners up-rocking over some horizon. Here are the horrors and the hope to survive and kick-the-ass of the whiteman’s world, to live and love instead anew, in the ALL-together new, vibrant, righteous & necessary BlackGirl Mansion.- Kevin Coval, author of the forthcoming collection Shtick and chapbook, More Shit Chief Keef Don’t Like.These are poems that fill the mouth.
They sing sorrow and stitch a family together, then rip it apart again and again. These are poems that fly, that tell the stories of women, their wounds, their love, their bodies, their deep, hungry song...these poems do not beg forgiveness. They do not ask permission or sit cute and quiet in the corner.
They bellow. They call. They “clown.” This is signifying at its most original, its most funky. As poet, storyteller, and hymn-stringer, Angel Nafis has written a collection in the tradition of Ntozake Shange and her earth-changing For Colored Girls Who Have ConsideredSuicide When the Rainbow Is Enuf.---from the foreward by Tameka Cage ConleyAngel Nafis’ poems swallow blood and witness truth at its deepest roots. Nafis writes, “I count myself among the graced” and you do not doubt the wisdom of her spirit and her craft in BlackGirl Mansion.
The poems you will find here climb mountains! They share the glory and pains of survival against and within the narrative of family and womanhood. They fight for the love they are and know. The cadence of her heart is to be celebrated! The poems of Angel Nafis undo gravity with their shine and holler. Listen, for hers is an original and astonishing voice: “I am here now,/speaking and giving/in bursts/of chest, and effort,/and temperature.” - Rachel Eliza Griffiths, author of Mule & Pear and Miracle Arythmia