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 this 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.
despite my gifts
I’ve accepted the world’s
stamp on me
in the name of “logic”
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
me. me. me..
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
you steer me
with your actions.
if you got word
of the world’s end,
what would you do?
would I be your greatest expression?
Taj Mahal was built
by the love of a woman.
he said,
please lie in my honor
please die with my peace
I give you my last
so your heart never fleets.
The Wonder is now visited
by over 8 million people each year.
to truly step into masculinity
requires a period where
he can explore in submission.
maybe don’t follow me to the dessert
I had a clean soul
so I want to lie down now. tell my team
to build a fortress
around me. water, essentials. & I will
sleep.
(to be continued when I wake up)
I just pray
the water breaks—
for my husband’s sake
slim time
tender heart
wife..
should’ve died in the moment
but it happened
absent of you & even I.
there’s a war on me
how can you hate a woman?
every love has a rhythm
it seems I cause too much pain
maybe death was all I had
to offer him
a moonlit night
with my James Dean.
before you met me
you were too late.
this is a man’s world
you hold my earthquake ribs
in your hands
& hesitate..
then I see your pain
crash into mine </3
sometimes I want you to understand me
most times, I mind
mine. I’m not violent
drawing everything over the “L”
I’m a lone thinker
my skeletons fill up the room
when we make love. yet
you continue to ground me, drill me.
pillows. sometimes
my body
fall
outta my mind &
a woman just wants to see her own
or what’s left of it. measured by sorrow
is a shawty—I mean “body”
dark rose kissed with death
was it.
knives fallslant into soil.
