I use to dance with anger , we’d skipped to the beat of my heart , we use to tango with my tongue , we use to forget the moves and make it up as we go .. I use to dance with anger and sometimes more than often ... I miss the tempo only rage knows

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-Afraid of angry - because it reminds of being too black , too woman ... writes across my forehead monster , it's a word I try to distant myself from

#ifoundmymusic

ipickedupthepenonmytravelsaroundthewrld

Of course it’s easy to be at peace with your demons

It’s so easy to rationalize your own evil isn’t

It

-there’s black in your bloodstream that not enough bleach can clean it ...

#itsbeenawhile #doyouevenremberhowyouleftme?

Attention prose your girl is going to be performing At poetry slam that is world wide for the first time ..but here’s the thing ..I need y’all to let me know if this piece is slammable ..yah yah I KNOW I SAID I wasnt writing on HERE ...y’all are where I started ..y’all have seen me grow As writer as a person ..so Who better to tell me like it is ...SOOOOO COULD U HELP Me and please don’t get out of your body and say some reckless crap to me because I will put you back into your body and bury you in a coffin if u come at me disrespectful ...so here’s the piece ... I am sooooo scared ...

#myariel

_response to the #notariel -on hailey bailey playing the little mermaid

When they say a black girl can’t be a mermaid 

don’t they know are ancestors bodies own these oceans

Dump us in these waters 

as if we don’t know how to swim 

as if are lungs aren’t filled with water 

I am still gasping for air for my 

great great grandmother 

as if dead bodies don’t know how float to the surface 

as if we are not the sirens that yall write about 

girls luring men to death 

as if they forget their was a time 

when a black woman could get a white man killed for loving us 

as if we dont know what it’s like 

to drown 

see we use to feeling like we can’t breathe 

because being black and alive 

is just as dangerous as being dead

see I woke up in a whole new world 

when I got my legs 

i started to run 

but society took the voice 

because You can’t have freedom 

and be black 

because black is loud

As if they forgot we are the seven seas 

Are mothers name us 

Something memorable 

Because we are use to being printed memorials 

And you will say my name 

Because you will not forgot 

I am no hashtag 

I am the mermaid 

From the ghetto 

See we black girls 

Got red hair   

Too 

It’s the type of red 

That bleeds from our hairline 

It’s generations  

Of fighting 

Its

That pulsing vein 

In and out 

As our aunts braid 

Self love in our hair 

Until we learn black is the eptiome of magic 

See my Ariel 

It’s not your Ariel 

I dont expect you to understand 

What’s it like to keep swimming 

In a world that tries to drown you 

See my Ariel 

Belts her voice till she ripples water like change 

See my Ariel 

Turns sea witch’s inside out 

See my Ariel 

Is a cavernous connoisseur 

Of a tragic romantic 

See my Ariel 

Is black 

Yes black 

See my Ariel 

Is thick tongued 

And shoots  words 

Like bullets for a gun 

See my Ariel is black 

See my Ariel 

Doesn’t wish to be part of your world 

See my Ariel wears her hair in an Afro 

See my Ariel is black 

Yes black 

Offvensily loud and proud