Fragments
0. first I need
some sweet bread.
you and I will be sitting at a coffee table,
sunlight shines through floor to ceiling—
windows. it sits on my shoulders
& it’ll be a day of truth
2. you spill, I grit
& we fight for brain space
for the life of ours.
3. me and my demands
don’t even know you yet. I’m angry—useful
don’t even know where my heart is
I toss my hand to my head, shake it
“I’m just a woman”
4. here are mine:
everyday we dwindle
flesh on the floors
hands in the air
wet skin
woman in the wilderness
swords
Negotia loqui
we’re going first lines only
I’ll grow to love a man who provides,
long skirts, white sneakers
diamonds & suits. beige
navy. there’s an act in concealing.
I feel like I have a profound relationship with Allah.
I sense pulse.
no fruit. Godly
woman
lost in a people of a world
intention
is what makes a person special*
someone reads it
falling at the age of 19,
dying by 24.
D A S
kicking up dust
licking air, soft
in person you trust me.
matter fact - come see me
ego stretches
as humbly as a dream
she’s shameful,
but she’s magnificent
* gesture *
there’s always danger outside
your arms,
my love
if you got word
of the world’s end,
what would you do?
would I be your greatest expression?
A gift was given to her at birth
it’s outside the needs of God
Dad & Mom
do hard division
I just pray
the water break—
for my husband’s sake
everyday I wanna grow closer to me
whether sweet or sway—mirrors.
bells ring
an old woman
sits soft in the navy blue
breeze
there’s a war on me
If I can channel it
all in my love,
i’d serve you
down to rocks & bones
& geometry will know rain
and—
how can you hate a woman?
it seems I cause too much pain
maybe death was all I had
to offer him
then I see your pain
crash into mine </3
when I look at my brother
I’m not going to where my love is,
thyself
sometimes I want you to understand me
most times, I mind
mine. I’m not violent
draw everything over the “L”
I’m a lone thinker
measured by sorrow
is a shawty—I mean “body”
dark rose kissed with death
