UHURU Magazine

the cowboy and me

Terry Lee III
December 2, 2021

The Cowboy with his coffee, me with my fruit jar Him with his guitar, me with my vocal harmonies He eats well, well, I watch him eat. The cowboy loves the sun, I love the...

hilarious lavender

Terry Lee III
December 2, 2021

Stop making me laugh You’re quick with a joke Read my epitaph Sit down and take notes - Notes from the lavender Notes from the wise Notes from the flower Notes...

what I do

Terry Lee III
December 2, 2021

I sit slouching in the slimy seat I crouch calmly and call my retreat I stand softly startling the strangers I can craft an apology creatively I make my move momentarily I...

spores n’ more

Terry Lee III
December 2, 2021

Funny little guys all over the place Silly little soldiers they are Who March across dead leaves to bring beauty and balance Carnivores and omnivores believed to reign the...

the colors

Terry Lee III
December 2, 2021

Green bellies plunder together upon earth Yellow minds decide it’s worth Red souls are left to mourn Blue fingers on the newborn Magenta lips lick up the fat Periwinkle...

my sky

Terry Lee III
December 2, 2021

A house locked away In cloud beds that bring grey -voices with them that speak in tongues -inhale set fumes through their lungs A castle that rides pst your bedroom A...

Black Natural Hair

Dorisha Hendrix
October 20, 2021

Illustration by Alyssa Fuller.

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The Woman in Me

Dorisha Hendrix
October 20, 2021

The woman in me I would like to express my grievances. I’ve been caught in a life held by the disadvantage of how every black girl needs her mother. - I’ve...

Time in Hand

Terry Lee III
October 20, 2021

A new day brings about it’s own challenges Not a challenge that I am unfamiliar with - Time in a circle mounted on the wall Time is time enough embrace the...

When Africans were Taken

Dorisha Hendrix
October 18, 2021

Some 400 years ago the unruly Whites began the mentality that the inferior Negro lay bound in shackles. - Years-long practices in abuse pressed silent wonderings. Dark...

Rather who I be

Dorisha Hendrix
October 15, 2021

I often wonder will the color of my skin always hold memories and caress lashes in the eyes of others. - Though I be black, I be woman. So might I stand behind...

Natural Occurence

Terry Lee III
October 14, 2021

A rose lies on my nose - Green grass is stuffed in my ears, just as happens every morning. - Numerals and tones shelter behind mummies of ghastly thoughts - I Stand...