My face’s blackness is filled with power and urging.?
Red rimmed eyes see maidens yet to know my lust;
mothers heavy with my lust and fertile seed.
Horns of power, horns of procreation.
Commanding you to come to me.
Blackness for willpower and domination.
Wild dull strands of hair obscure my face –
My mask, my past.
White teeth clack and sing:
clack out a pulsating, intimate dance.
Sing of my prowess and fertility.
Do you want me? I want you.
Patricia P. Miller
Gule Wamkulu mask, Chewa, Malawi. Photo by
Pearl Yee Wong, MSU Museum Collections.