
Blackout Poetry
This short blackout poem explores racism, identity, and belonging through the memory of a racial insult encountered at a school gate. The blacked-out words become part of the poem itself, leaving gaps where language has been censored, suppressed, or made too painful to repeat.
I am . I thought I was
chestnut brown until one day
ambling late
through the school gates
this 6ft , 25 year old,
screwed up his pale face
and spewed,
“You black .
You dirty –
Why don’t you go back home?”
I froze. Born in the backyard
I thought I was already home.
I don’t forget that .

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Two poems from the archive:
Manchester City F.C. Shattered Dreams
Blackout Poems by Asma Firdous: