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TESS KELLY, 18

Tess Kelly is an activist, performance poet, and writer from Cleveland, Ohio. She considers herself an unreasonable optimist who believes in the power of young people to execute change in her city, her country, and her world. Kelly is passionate about the beauty and vibrancy of her beloved city of Cleveland and intends to dedicate herself to the betterment of the CLE. She loves being a part of the local music and arts scene, attending open mics, poetry slams, and supporting local artists however she can.

Aside from passions for her city and for the written word, Kelly also loves hip hop and exploring the intersection between music and poetry. She is a dedicated reform Jew and the daughter of Lorain County’s first female rabbi. The commitment to and promotion of social justice is the facet of Judaism that Kelly loves most. A principle that guides much of Kelly’s work from the Talmud, in the Mishnah Sanhedrin, it is written, “one who saves a single life has saved the entire world.” Kelly believes in the sanctity of every human life and the beauty of every person’s reality and strives to be compassionate and open-minded. She will not abide injustice and will forever stand for her brothers and sisters of color and for those less privileged than she. Kelly is honored to be joining the International Congress again this year and hopes to bring her passions to a global stage and take what she learns back to her local community.

 

OUR TUPAC KILLS HIMSELF IN THIS ONE

A Slam Poem

by Rachel Kelly

Winner of Cleveland Youth Poetry Slam

Our lives are going nowhere

And we want everyone to know that we don’t care

We’re all repping our cities

We’d all die for our cities

We all wanna die

After midnight

We all smoking

Under streetlights

We started too young in this one

We fucked up our chances in this one

Our mentors get shot in this one

Our fathers get shot in this one

This one’s Z

Everybody’s free

Colored hair

Tattoos

Rainbows of sexualities

Everybody’s free to...

Overdose

ADD, anxiety

Misdiagnosis

These claustrophobic cities

This claustrophobic country

Beg humbly

In the school zone they’ll still

Take you out abruptly

We’re terrified in this one

We’re terrified in this one

But fear don’t look good on the face of a man

Or on that baby tryna stand

Like a grown-ass woman

We die of neglect in this one

We starve

We overfeed

We undersell our bodies

And we oversell our weed

In this one

Two little- culturally insensitive

One little- cultural appropriation

And then there were none

Soft cocaine to warm your soul

One little, two little

In this one

And at least our Tupac gets to kill himself

In this one

And at least we got self-determination

In this one

Futuristic and powerful

And towering and sorrowful

Call us the roiling coexistence of hope and desperation

Call us enslaved by technological fixation

You can call us the sign of the downfall of your nation

But whose fault was that?

Not a soul alive consented to his or hers or their creation

At least we’re free

In this one

There’s no guarantees

In this one

Truth, there’s nowhere else I wanna be

But this one

This year

This time we’re winning

We’ve been America’s last hope ever since the beginning

So sleep on that

Bet you can’t

We said “fuck Kellyanne”

And we didn’t apologize

Yeah I come from Orangewood

But I ain’t been suburbanized

You can call me the downfall

Of what you think your nation is

You can say I don’t understand

What my own agitation is

At least I’m alive

At least I decided

Not to kill myself

In this one

And at least I’ve got self-determination

In this one

Stop killing children!

Stop killing children with bullets

And their fathers with prison sentences

Stop killing the rappers and the poets

Whose rhythms represented them

Stop killing children with bullets

And their fathers with prison sentences

Stop killing the rappers and the poets

Whose rhythms represented them

And at least our Tupac GETS TO kill himself

In this one

That’s the only self-determination you can get

In this one

This one’s Z

Everybody’s free

To overdose

This time

This year

This time we’re winning

We’re America’s last hope

And we know what you did in the beginning.