in an instant

In an instant. Tension.
Smooth soft hands gripped cloth. Bag hugged closer to body.
From her peripheral view, all she could see was Blackness. 
Not cane, nor gait.
Nor stylish flair.
Just skin.
And. in an instant. I am reminded that this is NOT Black history month.

Author: Barak adé Soleil

creative practitioner, independent consultant and curator. making dance, performance art and theatre. working within community. View all posts by Barak adé Soleil