Ashley
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Sometimes I think you are here
It is in little, subtle movements and noises that force me to question if you are still on earth
I cannot see you, only in pictures
After making incisions around the scalp and peeling the skin
back, I make a cut at the top of his skull like a trap door, revealing the super computer in his
cranium. Brain tissue, bone, and blood cover my latex gloves.
A starts it off.
Two legs fixed in place.
One point aiming for space.
A is for agile.
Active and nimble I’m always in motion.
Quick to respond and voice my notion.
I'm a Strong Black Woman, proud and true.
I'm a Strong Black Woman, no matter what you do.
I'm a Strong Black Woman, as the sky is blue.
I'm a Strong Black Woman and yes, I've been through.
I wake in the morning, eyes wide, heart sprightly,
Others still asleep, I move quickly, quietly, lightly.
I slip on my shoes, and without words he knows,
I don't know if I will ever be able to
describe you in the way I truly experience
you.
When I think of you, I lose the words.
I can only feel them. I know you aren't meant
for me.
