Cursed Word

Nobody said Melungeons,

When I was a kid.



They talked about Mulattos

and part-blacks,



sometimes calling Daddy

and his kin colored Franklins.



so I asked him, “Daddy

are we African?”



He didn’t answer,

didn’t know the answer.



Then I asked his sister,

“Viola, what are we?”



Irish, she claimed, Black Irish

with sun kissed skin.



“Indian,” Grandma Sally said

“with blue eyes.”



But no one said,