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A girl in my sister’s housewears nightmarehidden in her eyesstill as a bird’s eyes.When blood callsthe girl retreats into a brassy ringthat neither tears nor nourishmentcan alter. But a circle does not suffernor can it dream.Her fingers twist into a…
The lay back women are cookinggold in their iron potsis smokingtoward a sky that will never speakin this evening I hold thembound in the skin of my motheranxious and ugly as a lump of ironwishing to be worked for goldother…
We were born in a poor timenever touchingeach other’s hungerneversharing our crustsin fearthe bread became enemy. Now we raise our childrento respect themselvesas well as each other. Now you have made lonelinessholy and usefuland no longer needednowyour light shines very…
After churchon SundaysI learned to lovethe gospel musicswelling up past garbage cans in the summerbackyards of my childhood armageddon. Black shiny womenspicy as rocking pumpkinsencased in stiff white coverslong sleevedsilk against brickand their rocketed beatsnapped like pea shootersin the august…
IMaxineI used to admire your talentfor saying nothingso wellthat way the bloodwas always someone else’sand there was alwayssomeplace leftto be yourselfthe stranger. IIElainemy sister outsiderI still salutethe power of learningloss. IIIChinagirl on the runI am sorryour nightwas not black enoughfor…
Summer rains like my blood crieslover my loverover and over surging receding sometimesa brief sun knifing throughrain like my blood speaksin alternate whispersroaring giving and taking seeking destroyingbeseeching green sproutsin our struggling gardenblessing the earth as it suffersblind rain beating…
Day breaks without thanks or cautionpast a night without satisfaction or pain.My words are blind children I have armedagainst the casual insolence of morningwithout youI am scarred and marketedlike a streetcorner in Harlema womanwhose face in the tilesyour feet have…
Money cannot buy youwhat you wantstanding flatfootedand lyinglike a grounded chestnutunlovable and suspectI am trying to reachyouon whatever levelsyou flow fromtreacherous growingwaterin a blind tongueless pond. I am the thread of your woman’s cloththe sexy prison that protects youdeep and…
What do you meanno no no noyou don’t have the rightto knowhow oftenhave we built each otheras sheltersagainst the coldand even my daughter knowswhat you knowcan hurt youshe says her nosand it hurtsshe sayswhen she talks of liberationshe means freedomfrom…
I am fourteenand my skin has betrayed methe boy I cannot live withoutstill sucks his thumbin secrethow come my knees arealways so ashywhat if I diebefore morningand momma’s in the bedroomwith the door closed. I have to learn how to…