Door. The two O’s are double doors. The D-R is doctor. I don’t wanna walk into this hospital by myself. I need the sup in support. I need the port in support. A greeter who never harbored any ill feelings in our relationship and left my side. Your vessel of love is my safe haven. The reef in re-fuge. The sea in se-cur. I-T-Y. I thank you … for being a Wonder Woman and not a wandering whoa man did you see her …
Use to spell team I-A-M-E until my WW underscored the importance of U-N-I together. I achieved more working as a unit than I would have laboring at it alone. Is it baby or ba-by ‘cause some men leave when they hear the words “I’m pregnant.” Talking about they going to the store. Say they going to the store when muthafuckas like me can only find closed stores because they’re new and they need a customer to cut the purple ribbon for their grand opening. I ran before they put the oversized scissors in my hand, but while I was sprinting, I was looking back, unaware of traffic signs. My breast snapped the finish line ribbon. If I paid attention to the blueness of the Parking sign and the redness of the Stop sign I would have known purple lie ahead. Future turn on the lights.
I wrote this on Fanny Blankers 100th birthday, but I didn’t speed write. Her ghost in the wind blew out the candles. Ghost in the shell Donatello. Ghost in the machine Address Book Killer. Yellow pages logo when she walked her fingers across my waves. White pages logo my W extends her reach to make the line for the H sharp. Her name not Barbara. She wears her cape in the front.
Do I have to remind you she’s a Wonder Woman whose got it all from A to Z? But they trying to make the ampersand the 27th letter again. We championing the first, fourteenth, and fourth letters. 2nd Place and 3rd Place want some shit that looks like a ribbon. I blame the motivational speakers. They told me to take CAN’T out my vocabulary. I blame my grandma. She told me to say SIR as a sign of respect. These muthafuckas gave me CANCER!!!
Why the ribbon worm had to be pink doeeeeeee?
I expelled my proboscis because I’m being attacked. I’m under an immense amount of stress. I’m not multiplying. I’m breaking apart. If you don’t put me back in the water in the next few seconds there will be a ribbon in the sky, a worm in the dirt, a ribbon in the sky, a worm in the dirt, a ribbon in the … , a worm in the …
This fucking black cloud still follows me around too Em.
Happy 7th Blogiversary FY!!!
I ran to the bathroom with scissors in my hand.
There was a blue ribbon in the doorway.
Should I cut the crap like a number 2?
Or snap it with my chest like a number 1?
When the color of my shower curtain turned toilet tissue white before my eyes I knew it was gone be a shitty day.
I reached puberty when the water hit my face: My balls dropped.
The carrot was 24 karats but I started crying when rubbing on the onions.
The bigger one but the one that was less relaxed had peas attached to it.
My mama slaved over a hot stove. My papa put a bun in the oven. I’m scared to face them. I’m embarrassed. I rather them stare at my kitchen when I say I played with my food.
I flushed their thousand dollars down the toilet a million times.
And as punishment that couldn’t be any crueller, they probably have me maneuver through the sewer with a pooper scooper if the talk around the cooler is my future is athlete, not like the ones who track meet, like the ones who play with one ball to bounce off of Shaq’s feet.
But this hasn’t come from the real Dr. J.
Because I’m not a customer of the business I own.
I need to stop overlooking this like women during the third week of breast cancer awareness month .
Kiss Peace 💋✌🏾