Saturday, November 28, 2015
names that never matter
The most beautiful boy you've ever seen might call you baby kitty
Your dad calls you squeedlebug
the neighbor boy calls you Onna
and that man who met you at Chevron still thinks your name is Sarah
Names can be cover ups
safety nets, sweetness, softness, blankets, curtains
Cherry is the girl for a real broken boy
and mama says you are her indigo princess and she always knew what she'd name you
you are gonna get called a friend
and a love
a pal, a cousin, a girlfriend, a wife, an aunt, a grandma, a doctor, a brat
but all you are is your real name
the one your mama called you long before your heart went splat
So Arionna, Cherry-Pie, Miss Meridian,
Everybody: Don't you let anybody make you feel inferior for who you are.
Dont you hide
I won't love you any less.
Your dad calls you squeedlebug
the neighbor boy calls you Onna
and that man who met you at Chevron still thinks your name is Sarah
Names can be cover ups
safety nets, sweetness, softness, blankets, curtains
Cherry is the girl for a real broken boy
and mama says you are her indigo princess and she always knew what she'd name you
you are gonna get called a friend
and a love
a pal, a cousin, a girlfriend, a wife, an aunt, a grandma, a doctor, a brat
but all you are is your real name
the one your mama called you long before your heart went splat
So Arionna, Cherry-Pie, Miss Meridian,
Everybody: Don't you let anybody make you feel inferior for who you are.
Dont you hide
I won't love you any less.
Saturday, November 14, 2015
Hearts
I'm the queen of kindness
of beauty
of feathers
I'm the love of softness
of promises
forevers
The Cadillac that brings me to school and the sadness that takes me home
I dream of dish-water haired princes, waiting for me by my throne
A heart so intricate
with spider webbed stick
I wish to warm and imply my nursey ways
As dull toothed little cherubs entice me with the day
a heart of water
a heart of milk
a heart of smiles
of nymph-toed guilt
of beauty
of feathers
I'm the love of softness
of promises
forevers
The Cadillac that brings me to school and the sadness that takes me home
I dream of dish-water haired princes, waiting for me by my throne
A heart so intricate
with spider webbed stick
I wish to warm and imply my nursey ways
As dull toothed little cherubs entice me with the day
a heart of water
a heart of milk
a heart of smiles
of nymph-toed guilt
Monday, November 9, 2015
Blue Softness
My desert dream
Blue fifties king
Cold and hardened cash
Latchkey kids
and skeptiscism
All the things that do entwine
Softness and sweetness
And messes to clean
Feathers in gifts
and bleach in my tub
Kisses my head. I love you, bub.
Blue fifties king
Cold and hardened cash
Latchkey kids
and skeptiscism
All the things that do entwine
Softness and sweetness
And messes to clean
Feathers in gifts
and bleach in my tub
Kisses my head. I love you, bub.
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