My Dream House hasn’t been much of a dream I haven’t had the chance to settle
My room flooded So I’m sleeping in the spare The chill room The room of requirement
At this point it’s my temporary bedroom I’ve been hesitant to settle into the chill room I felt like that was accepting my situation And I refused to accept it Today I yelled at my landlord for doing exactly as I asked I heard the first sign of problem and leapt It was not good So this is wild
I saw a counselor after Well scheduled an appointment For an interview Then we can set a session But I went I know it’s gonna be hard But I wanna be honest with myself I wanna talk to someone who’s paid to listen Someone who won’t judge But just wants to help
The floors in my room are gone I layed down a green rugged blanket in the chill room It makes it look like I have a grass carpet
I brought my tv in To drown out the ticking clock I turned on sims But I’m so uncomfortable sleeping on air But I covered it in 3 blankets I’m comfortable Mostly I’m trying to be
black men are not a fetish
black women are not a fetish
black people are not a fetish
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For the white person who wants to know how to be my friend
by Pat Parker
The first thing you do is to forget that i’m Black.
Second, you must never forget that i’m Black.
You should be able to dig Aretha,
but don’t play her every time i come over.
And if you decide to play Beethoven – don’t tell me
his life story. They made us take music appreciation too.
Eat soul food if you like it,
but don’t expect me to locate your restaurants
or cook it for you.
And if some Black person insults you,
mugs you, rapes your sister, rapes you,
rips your house, or is just being an ass –
please, do not apologize to me
for wanting to do them bodily harm.
It makes me wonder if you’re foolish.
And even if you really believe Blacks are better lovers than
whites – don’t tell me. I start thinking of charging stud fees.
In other words – if you really want to be my friend – don’t
make a labor of it. I’m lazy.
Remember. 🤨🤨🖤🖤
For the entire month of April aka Black Women’s Poetry and Prose month. I’m sharing the work of women who have healed my heart, nurtured my mind and fed my spirit with their words. I have to admit that even as a voracious reader it took me a minute to understand and feel the purpose and passion of poetry. Often I found it confusing and underwhelming. I wanted characters, story, plot, but then I dug deeper and read more and more, I learned to treasure it for the art that it is, poetry is a moment in time, it’s a feeling, a mood, it’s deep, it’s playful, it’s memoir and commentary, it’s so many things at once, it’s patois, creole, slang, it’s protest, its prayer, it’s soul, it is NOT a luxury, there are no rules, it’s an excellent vehicle of expressing a singular idea, a method for causing controversy and tectonic shifts, it’s slick talking goodness and Black women reign supreme.
More to come…….
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Love Black Women
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Women are human , and humans do whatever their curiosity, imagination, and hearts lead them to do.
Not the words and rules created by other humans.
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