Tidal Wave

“Tidal Wave,” Kofi Antwi’s debut poetry chapbook, explores identity, culture, and social critique through the lens of Ghanaian heritage and experiences in Brooklyn and Staten Island. The collection delves into the complexities of Black identity and community, navigating lyrical landscapes that illuminate often overlooked voices of Black and brown communities on Staten Island’s North Shore.

orange can’t fathom what black is, — I’m rooting for everyone black to appraise their skin, the dystopian perpetuates, rivers forge mind, matter to pieces of fragments, but I’m blacker than black, or blue phi. kidsare dancing and shuffling but – I don’t have a buck to give no more, or less – I give what has been taken, next stop two fiff and everything is depleted.

Tidal Wave

“Tidal Wave,” Kofi Antwi’s debut poetry chapbook, explores identity, culture, and social critique through the lens of Ghanaian heritage and experiences in Brooklyn and Staten Island. The collection delves into the complexities of Black identity and community, navigating lyrical landscapes that illuminate often overlooked voices of Black and brown communities on Staten Island’s North Shore.

orange can’t fathom what black is, — I’m rooting for everyone black to appraise their skin, the dystopian perpetuates, rivers forge mind, matter to pieces of fragments, but I’m blacker than black, or blue phi. kidsare dancing and shuffling but – I don’t have a buck to give no more, or less – I give what has been taken, next stop two fiff and everything is depleted.

Tidal Wave

“Tidal Wave,” Kofi Antwi’s debut poetry chapbook, explores identity, culture, and social critique through the lens of Ghanaian heritage and experiences in Brooklyn and Staten Island. The collection delves into the complexities of Black identity and community, navigating lyrical landscapes that illuminate often overlooked voices of Black and brown communities on Staten Island’s North Shore.

orange can’t fathom what black is, — I’m rooting for everyone black to appraise their skin, the dystopian perpetuates, rivers forge mind, matter to pieces of fragments, but I’m blacker than black, or blue phi. kidsare dancing and shuffling but – I don’t have a buck to give no more, or less – I give what has been taken, next stop two fiff and everything is depleted.