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I am from cutting boards
From Sephora, Ulta Beauty, Mac and Whole Foods
I am from the cozy and dog fur filled
Bright, Colorful, good smelling food
When I see those cursed and blessed entwined in conflict,Curiosity swells within me like the tide.As I watch my kin, those marked by fate,Turn their backs in unison to deny my existence, I feel adrift.
All this talk about “Black Lives Matter,”
What about white lives?
They matter too.
December 6th, 1865
The whites lost their slaves.
They had no one to whip or beat,
No one to cook or clean,
Aren't we all in love with the idea of love?
Storybooks paint these vivid pictures.
All ending in true love kisses.
Sweet, savory shade
Grass a soft pillow
Sleepless daydream
My weeping willow
Potent, powerful pollen
Supper a freshwater minnow
Toothless life
My weeping willow
I can’t say that I’m lonely,
There are many more like me in this home.
Instead, I would say that I am lost,
That all others are meant to be here and I am misplaced.
Once upon a time the most beautiful of souls was born
by a mother with but one hope in this world,
to give birth to a daughter with a heart so pure.
And it was so,
It was early
I took a hold
I held it surely
I looked and behold
A new calling
And I was balling
