After Brianna Pruett’s "Drummer"
by Marjorie Jensen
Music is translated by skin,
rhythm within bright
lights in a haze of comingled
colors and shapes.
The skin of her hand
becomes one with the skin
of the drum—
pulsing
pulsing
pulsing.
Her blood drives the music.
The body is laid open—
exposed—
the heart seen in syncopation.
She clothes the world in music
as she is laid bare,
churning of the heart
held by all.
Yet, the blood is fresh,
diffused
by becoming song.
Blue sky is blotted out
by her puccoon-colored song,
illuminated with yellow
and white notes.
Red blood from brown
skin, she bleeds like all
living things bleed,
but gives this blood a voice.
Brianna's painting "Drummer" was featured in the anthology Turtle Island to Abya Yala
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