Untitled Your mommy told me you were coming and I was happy as if you were already hereYour mommy told me you were coming and I instantly claimed you as mineYou have your mommy and your daddy and your gg and your glammy and you have me tooYou have a future that’s brighter than the eclipse that came the year…
This poem is hilarious to me because I have always hated Cater 2 U. I never understood why those women would do all of those things for a MAN who likely would NOT do the same for them. It just always gave pick me to me. While thinking about what song to put at the end of this post, I…
Four days late . . . Sorry. The rest of the poems will be uploaded today so that I am up to date. Untitled I look white men in their eyes in the board roomI stand up to my mother if I feel disrespectedI tell men off when they approach me in the dark But with you I can barely…
Today’s poem is also loosely related to the sailor. We have a long musical history together, which kind of reminds me of Brown Sugar. Now, he is more of a Love Jones guy, but he’s wrong about a lot of things and has some poor judgments, obviously. One day, possibly soon, since it’s been requested, I’ll explain more about my…
Luffy There was a strawberry inside of me gifted to me by the man I love There was a strawberry inside of me that I thought was grown out of love There was a strawberry inside of me that I had to throw up because it’s lack of love was poisonous There was a strawberry inside of me that I…
Today’s poem was loosely inspired by the sailor, whom I’ve run into somewhat recently. He asked me what I would do if he came to my wedding and didn’t hold his peace as I was marrying my dream man. In that moment, I could only picture him as my dream man, which I know is NOT true, but I wish…
To become a more credible writer on black love and other topics I think intersect with it (and because I have a problem), I recently picked up some new books, one of them being Love Poems by Nikki Giovanni. Although I have yet to finish the book of poems, the ones I’ve read so far remind me that poetry doesn’t…
Recently, I have noticed that when people ask me what my type in men is, the first thing that comes to mind is a man who can read. Naturally, someone will respond and say something like “well that’s not hard to find” or ask “that’s it.” But I mean it. I’m looking for a man who can read because the…
My best friend suggested that I pick up The Love Songs of W.E.B. Du Bois almost a year ago. I bought it from one of my local bookstores and read it over time. You know, the same way you eat a family-sized bag of chips. You have a few here; close the bag. You come back in a few days/weeks,…
When I first saw Punch-Drunk Love, it became one of my favorite movies. I’m not sure why, but it spoke to me on a level I never expected a film to. Looking back now, I think I understand why; Barry Eagan is the rage and confusion we all contain inside of us while trying to find and navigate love. It…