DIFFERENT
How many times Have I been asked "Where are you from?" They can't quite place me And "New York" doesn't quite cut it. Otherness -- What was despised in me I now fully embrace Always did feel like an outsider Now see me run joyfully After Sun Ra George Clinton Octavia Butler Yeah, I'm not from around here. When's the next spaceship out?
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Sleep grabs me for a few moments during the day; I love the embrace My garden bone dry;
I search the sky for rain sign, My old hose broken. Wearing bright green
to offset the gray day my family shadowed by illness and I need to counteract the sour, call out joy, remember that I am the Beloved Reborn that I followed the way to become her. I will bring forth joy. Unwrapping
Unkinking Our confusion On the way to healing But our minds are keen. Face everything Nowhere to run anymore anyway Feeling dealing and healing This is as real as it gets. Cinderellas go from
stepmothers' scowls and scouring pots to a burst of splendor and romance swooped up by Prince Charming. Those fairy godmother spells tend to wear off after the weddings. Cinderellas go back to scouring pots and the scowls are theirs as they study the mysteries of real love. No food fight wanted
by my mom; olivine soup foisted on sitter In the country of Medicine
I can speak the language though lacking letters after my name How different is Science from Sorcery after all when healing is the aim? Belief is everything. I. Sorting our stuff;
toss emotional baggage, make room for healed lives. II. Every day I fret that my pen will fail me Each morning at the page words come and I laugh at my fears. I can be brave on the page. The intersection
of our wounds brought forth shining soul of love and joy. |