(formerly identified as “Gordon”) c. 1863 Albumen silver print
Each time I see Peter’s long, dark back crisscrossed
with keloids, I run my fingers along the ridges
where his flesh came back together and over-mended
after having been ripped by an overseer’s lash.
His healed back a type of abstract expressionism.
Peter has fever for days after his whipping, even after
his master fires the overseer for excessive cruelty,
but it didn’t stop him from wanting to run.
He rubs cut onion on his skin to prevent the dogs
from tracking him. Then runs ten days shoeless
heading North until he finds Union soldiers black as he
and collapses.
Each time I see Peter’s back, the vision startles me.
Then I think of all the men and women with similar marks
whose scars weren’t recorded for posterity, whose images
weren’t reproduced a hundred-thousand times,
like trading cards, by abolitionists to raise money for the cause.
Ellen June Wright is an American poet with British and Caribbean roots. Her work has been published in Plume, Tar River, the Missouri Review, Verse Daily, Gulf Stream, Solstice, and other journals. She’s a Cave Canem and Hurston/Wright alumna and has received Pushcart Prize and Best of the Net nominations.