NaPoWriMo – Day 22

Tea, earth mother Tea is the last earth medicine respected Tea is special Tea is my grandmother curing every ailment with guarapo Tea is my mother soothing me to sleep as a child Tea is morning relaxation Tea is aiding with digestion Tea is Japan at 19, green, jasmine and …

NaPoWriMo – Day 21

We used to talk for hours and hours, But now, it’s awkward. You brag about how well you’re doing, While I know it’s bullshit. I no longer try to impress you. I feel like a hot trash mess, somedays, I tell you. I hate my body, now, but I am …

NaPoWriMo – Day 20

I used to love things that hurt me, Call them, mother. Love things that abandoned me, Diga papi. It took many days of breaking to learn that love doesn’t need to hurt. Took many sleepless nights to understand – What I lack the words to express.

NaPoWriMo – Day 19

All of the man I once loved are exhausted Grinding to the bone to make themselves more than they once could imagine. Be better man than their fathers. Love their women more than their mothers. Breaking cycles while stuck in cycles.

NaPoWriMo – Day 18, part 3

I cup my daughter’s face in my hands, Beautiful. Growing. Blink my eyes and tell her that I am taking a mental picture. She smiles. a better picture still. She’s still, never. Always moving. Always talking back. Always self-assured that her words are of value. Listen to me, mommy. Let …

NaPoWriMo – Day 17

  **There’s no greater joy than being a mother – to my daughter.**   She dance en pointe, Tippy toe goddess, curls bouncing, Arms outspread, Lips full, Melanated beauty. Bronze and glowing. Smile, baby. She is bookoo precious, turning all Southern Bell, Louisianan twang, baag, and booksaack Her As elongated, …

NaPoWriMo – Day 16

My best friend – she mothers me. Dreadlocked queen, Freak. She empowers me. Loves me. Hears me. Listens to me. She be there for me. Teaches me. Dusts off my knees, and dirties them, too. Be a bad influence and savior all at once. The Angel and Devil on my …