Tag: memories
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Mouse
She is a mouseHiding from the volley of truthThe folly of youthHas her reading the back of the shampooWhile they shoutBuilding a tower of cotton budsWhile they screamStaring through the green viscosity of the handwashIgnoring the atrocity of another smashed plateAnother crash of hateShe is a mouse in her holeHer sanctumHer tile-lined cellWith the chips…
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A Second Chance
I still remember the day we met, You were this tiny, perfect child, And though you couldn’t focus yet, I know you saw I was beguiled. You quickly learned to hold my hand, And just as quickly refused to let go, You held it as you took your first stand, As you toddled to and…
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Little Green Fingers
With heat lapping at my nape and soil beneath my nails, I take a momentary break, to watch you hunt for snails, OK, you shouldn’t be weeding in the shoes I bought last night, But barefoot in the seedlings?! My heart dances at the sight! I love the frown of concentration as you try to…
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Kiss Me
Kiss me like we’re eighteen years old, Standing in Paris waiting for our lives to unfold. Hold my hand with the innocence of that boy who once handed me a rose and fixed my heartache with the joy. Look at me just like you did at first; Like if you ever looked away your very…
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Yellow Girl
Too white to be black, Too black to be white, “They’ll throw you in the river when the two sides fight” Flat bottom, Picky hair, And thick thunder thighs, Freckles on my nose, lips and under my eyes, I’m a yellow girl, I’m a browning, I’m half-caste, I’m mixed race, And believe me; I’ve been…
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For Those That Know…
Let’s take a trip down memory lane, Yeah, let’s do 2003 again, Cheesecake in Wimbledon Pizza Hut, While The Peas asked, “Where is the love?” Remember where we THOUGHT love lived? In bumping uglies with some butters kids? Except that guy from Notting Hill, Hey, Jo-Jo aren’t you with him still? Po Na Na for…
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Love Is…
There sits a child with tears in his eyes, A bolt through strongest heart with the sound of weakest cries. Love is a hug, That that child gives to you, Just to make you smile, Although he himself is blue. There breaks a dawn, The brilliance of light cascading from the heavens to take away…
Serena Malcolm 