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Girl
youthful, careless
talking, acting, hating, dancing
makeup, school, nature, city
listening, caring, making, loving
witsful, harmless
Woman
I wonder what the sunrise looks like upon distant lands
I wonder about the people watching it rise and how their day will be
I wonder if there's someone out there thinking of me
we may all look different,
A white light looks through a piece of glass and sees a variety of colors.
A white sees a purple light and thinks,
"I love how purple is so pretty!"
"I'm wish I could be as beautiful as purple."
Her heart was made of music,
But she kept it quiet.
She muffled away every sound of it
Despite how for silence she was unfit.
Every day she sat beside him,
A quiet soul her own age.
we're all human
no matter what religion we follow or dont follow
we're all human
no matter what culture we belong to
we're all human
no matter what ethnicity we are
we're all human
Dear Neighbor.
My family isn't from around here.
I did not grow up in these coastal neighborhoods.
It's not like your family.
With your nice dog
and your kind husband
and your quiet sons.
We are not our brother’s Keeper but that does not make us his Executioner.
What right have we to take other’s lives from them, like a thief in the night?
Sisters-
If a man ever pleads
with you, saying, "It's
what all guys do
to girls," it is
your job to tell him
but one thing:
be different.
Today I fucked on a letter you wrote
to me a long time ago
What it means?
I dont know.
But you wrote about
Our garden.
Honestly, I was born in the wrong era
into a time of progression
my values constantly put down
because I'm "special."
No, just different.
So go ahead and critisize
I may be a traditionalist
Hola, Bonjour, Ciao, Guten Tag
these are different ways to just say hello.
It's marvelous and eye opening how
languages have an impact on our lives.
Without them we wouldn't have different
It was a myth that held me back,
a stubborn kid, ready to be "mature".
Forget Doctor Seuss, I wanted to go Wilde.
I wanted to paint a picture, not say
Trees are green,
they dont know
that i stay up at night
dreaming of who i could be
what i could do
what i could make and own
they dont know
that i try to picture my mother
the small details i can remember
Dear outsider,
I've never seen you before,
perhaps because I'm blind.
Blind to the hidden beauty of the world.
Blind to potential.
Blind to unconventional people,
Yeah, let it be they say
But nah, what’s the point of it?
When life isn’t rife with objectives
You got to hand it to them, what’s life without discipline?
Peace of mind is
Lying sandwiched between my parents.
I am half a man with an ego bigger than he is,
And half a woman with a temper shorter than she'd like it to be considered.
I am half afraid, half fearless.
Is it possible to be, simply, black and white in this kaleidoscope world of colors?
Is it possible to be, simply, one low note while others are scales, trills, and melodies?
Brought into this world full of killers
drug dealers
crooked cops
i look around and there's no one to help
a would without heroes ?
how have we survived this many years ?
Birthmark.
Stretchmark.
Scar.
Round cheeks.
Flat cheeks.
Fat.
Muffin top.
Hair on top.
Stick.
Dark skin.
Freckled skin.
Pale.
What explains the difference among differences?
My mind troubled by the puzzle
A maze in which chaos makes sense
Differences more acceptable than others
Lost, tumbled, shaken, and forgotten
Fun Things and Happy Things
Can you really leave these behind?
Even if you can, can you keep loving this place?
Can you keep loving yourself?
Sad things and frightening things
You want to leave those behind.
Different we all are
Similar we appear to be
Perfection is a star
An unreachable image we can see
A personal paradise…
Something we’ve always craved for
A perfect world so nice…
Pray to her God, his Savior, their Saint
Hold your hands to the One who determines their fate!
Kneel down for them, to the Almighty King
Partake in their wailing, dance with them, sing!
I remember a time
Seems like yesterday
When things were different,
Less complicated.
Barbie dolls strew across a yellow quilt
Fairytales played to life in the backyard
Picnic lunches
I look forward to the day
When the share post doesn't need to say:
"Share if you are a strong black woman who doesn't need a man."
"Share if you are a strong woman who doesn't need a man."
Two eight-year-old boys meet.
One of ebony skin,
One of cream.
After hours of frog-catching at the park,
Their fathers see, and take them apart.
Why can't we be friends?
Sometimes we threw punches,
Both verbal and with our fist,
Though the bruises left over,
Whether on our ego or on our face,
Hey there, shithead!
Yeah, you,
The one with the degrees.
Do you think sitting here,
Being a student is a breeze?
Do you think that we can
Sit here for hours on end,
Go home to do our chores,
The difference between learning and simple education,
is not only the spelling, grammar, or punctuation.
The power of education is insurmountable to much,
but the epiphany of learning, can't even be looked at as such.
Snow falls on the ground
In little small specs;
You can't see each of them from far away,
And yet most would say they are perfect.
The flakes fall,
At a uniformed rate,
You see that blonde-haired boy sitting over there?
Trying to concentrate on his work,
Hoping its correct...
He runs gracefully on the soccer field.
The boy is 12 years old and in 6th grade.
He doesn't care...
Change is what drives this world. Nothing stays a constant speed. Every heart beats differently. Minds rearrange themselves. People speak obscure words. Friends say "I'll have you're back, No matter what I've got you." I say "Let's be real here,
