we’ll meet again in our next lives, and in our next next next lives after that we’ll fall in love again digging up hip hop artifacts in the year 3012, dusting off the wheels of what we think was the A2 train uptown buried in what used to be the atlantic ocean. we’ll date the carbon on junkyard adidas and consider dumpster diving for college credit our first real date. plaster molds of ancient headphones will be my gift to you, and you’ll kiss me in a remix of the most original language. i’ll get down, one knee in a pile of vinyl, trying to loop your heartbeat around a finger, unraveling feelings like cassette tapes, mixed and made from scratch just to reenact the rituals of ancestors fly enough to swim in vibes de la sol and moon walk in circles with their shoulders spinning the concrete. we’ll rewind together on the floor and repeat, indefinitely, for a thousand years.
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Born in Washington, DC and raised in Crofton, Maryland, Jonathan B. Tucker (JBT) is a writer, performer, educator, DJ, and dreamer passionate about poetry, youth empowerment, racial and social justice, and finding purpose through service to others. He has received numerous awards and artist fellowships, and has performed and taught at schools, libraries, detention centers, museums, and conferences around the world. His poems have appeared in Howard University’s Amistad Journal alongside the late Amiri Baraka (Howard University, 2011), in Etan Thomas’s anthology Voices of the Future (Haymarket Books, 2012), in two self-published chapbooks (jonathan b. tucker, 2010; and i got the matches, 2012), and on the stages of the Kennedy Center and the South African State Theatre. JBT represented DC at the National Poetry Slam in 2009 and 2010, and has helped coordinate and coach the DC Youth Slam Team with Split This Rock since 2011. View all posts by JBT