black girl with a yes boss attitude…

 

jackie
was having
a beer
in
a local watering hole
and
said
to
the brown bag prophet
some
snot nosed child
says
i’s needs
to
grow up
but
they ain’t been
nowhere
in
life yet
ain’t had no
real
pain
don’t
have a grasp
on
reality
yet
alls they knows
is
fairytale shit
hard work
and
dedication
to
the white god
of
money
gonna
make things
just
fine
they don’t understand
the rules
yet
when
you turns
your back
they talking
and
plotting
to take
the things
most
important
to you
and
they
can
and
they
will
and
you
don’t
win
unless
they say so
so
i said
to her
honey
shut your face
cause
you
don’t know
the
rules
i’s was gonna
say
something else
but
i remembered
this movie
and
realized
she can’t handle the truth
yet

 

writers’ manifesto…

writers-manifesto

you may
silence
our words
but
never
our thoughts
you may
uproot us
but
never
our history
you may
proclaim
victory
but
never
will we accept
defeat
so
the battle
rages
even while
you sleep
and
like
an earthquake
we shall
move
the very ground
you
stand on

a circle unto itself…

a-circle-unto-itself

we struggled to walk
as a child seeking freedom
so too as we age

so too as we age
midlife battles rage like when
we struggled to walk

we struggled to walk
life’s path for so many years
so too as we age

the funeral awakes…

the-funeral-awakes

each
of
the tears
that press
tight
against
your skin
is
a memory
of the life
we now
mourn
some
like youth
move quickly
from eye
to chin
others
like
a first kiss
slowly
move
from eye
to lips
salty
but
sweet
others
like
random memories
move without
true course
to the ground
falling without
a single sound
and there
they
stay
like all
who leave
the womb

no room on her dance card…

no room on her dance card

last week
aunt bea
was feeling
under-the-weather
and
i’ll admit
that i was
very worried
especially
given her age
but
as so often
is the case
she
read
my emotions
and said
you really
need to stop
worrying
about things
you
cannot change
nor
control
however
if
it helps to ease
your mind
i’ve got so many friends
dying
that i’m
far too busy
to attend
my own funeral
let alone
take time
to die