Tag Archives: family

Birthday

My father knew me until I was 16 years old And I sometimes wonder if he would love me now: No longer awkward and self-conscious,  But pensive still. With my birthday one day and Father’s Day the next I grow older and we grow farther apart.  Advertisements

Pussy for Privilege: Part One

“He’s gone, it’s time to lose the weight and move on.” “Don’t marry anyone too dark.” “Why is your hair like this?” “Oh my god, I’m in shock.” “You look so good.” “Is this hair yours? Is it relaxed?” “Men like curly hair, but nothing too kinky.” “Marry a white man.” Here are just a…

A Letter to My Daughter

A Letter to my Daughter … I figured I’d write this letter for you having not yet met you, because I imagine that when I do I won’t remember all things I need to say. There are a few things I wish my father had told me before he died, and many things I know…

Legacy: Lady

Why is it that time can heal my wounds only to leave scars that Exist in my head and not on my arms Where I can see them. I only wish I remembered this pain before it Swelled up in my throat And choked me. I didn’t pick up the phone. I  let it ring,…

Nap

I can’t sleep or I’ll get drunk,  On the lucid liquid I sip in my dreams.  If I fall too deep I won’t wake up Because I’ll dream of you, alive and well,  My hair is long and my hands are full With dandelions from the garden we planted.  If I sleep I’ll remember everything…