Journey
uprooted
dangling
in the air like
kicks swinging
from phone wires
dissected
root to stem
parceled out
to the highest
bidder
torn between
men of your own hue
and women who say
i’m just like you
only to be abandoned by both
when you
fail to satisfy
and still you gather your parts
whisper your words
and conjure beauty
with an artistry
only a sista can claim





















