Un-American

Dancing between lyric and narrative, Hafizah Geter's debut collection moves readers through the fraught internal and external landscapes-linguistic, cultural, racial, familial-of those whose lives are shaped and transformed by immigration. The daughter of a Nigerian Muslim woman and a former Southern Baptist black man, Geter charts the history of a black family of mixed citizenships through poems imbued by migration, racism, queerness, loss, and the heartbreak of trying to feel at home in a country that does not recognize you. Through her mother's death and her father's illnesses, Geter weaves the natural world into the discourse of grief, human interactions, and socio-political discord. This collection thrums with authenticity and heart.SAMPLE POEMTestimony for Tamir Rice, 2002-2014Mr. President, After they shot me they tackled my sister.The sound of her knees hitting the sidewalk made my stomach ache. It was a bad pain. Like when you love someone and they lie to you. Or that time Mikaela cried all through science class and wouldn't tell anyone why. This isn't even my first letter to you,in the first one I told you about my room and my favorite basketball team and asked you to come visit me in Clevelandor send your autograph. In the second one I thanked you for your responsible citizenship. I hope you are proud of me too.Mom said you made being black beautiful againbut that was before someone killed Trayvon. After that came a sadness so big it made everyonelook the same. It was a long time before we couldgo outside again. Mr. President it took one whole dayfor me to die and even though I'm twelve and not afraid of the darkI didn't know there could be so much of itor so many other boys here.