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A fabrication slipped and it was spoken.   I told you what I thought was right, but I was wrong   Pardon my decision. Although, I did great constructing it.  

what everybody knows now BY JACQUELINE WOODSON Even though the laws have changed my grandmother still takes us to the back of the bus when we go downtown in the rain. It’s easier, my grandmother says, than having white folks look at me like I’m dirt. But we aren’t dirt. We are people paying the same fare asContinue reading “Read, Respond, Write”

It’s Friday afternoon, 2:20 pm.  The weekend begins tomorrow but it also begins in 38400 seconds.  Yesterday, in the class where musical instruments begin to speak,  I let a single word slip through my lips.  A single individual repeated the word in a mocking sense, everyone laughed.  I apologized, and the conversation continued.  “Dawg”. AContinue reading “NYS Poem”

You and I, so different, yet the same Inseparable as if you  Were the peanut butter to my jelly I’m allergic to the first But, you’re a risk I’m willing to take No matter what the others think,  No doubt that I will always choose you Nothing can stand between us I’d always find aContinue reading “Heartbreak 500”

Gossip seems to know everyone and everyone’s business. You can always rely on him to give you the update. It’s difficult to trust Gossip. Sometimes, he tells the truth, and other times he’ll twist the story. Without Gossip, life wouldn’t be as interesting. We wouldn’t whisper and check our surroundings before we speak. Gossip keepsContinue reading “Gossip (Abstract Noun)”

Naya recalls traveling To the Corpus Christi beach. Her smile stretched like a rubber band As she looked out to the ocean. Its waves crashed against the rough sand  With a salty taste and the smell of fish. She shook the hands of the sun on Tuesday. I tasted the elegant words spoken  As sheContinue reading “Je me suis toujours demandé comment et pourquoi (20 Little Prompts)”

Everything went downhill the moment the words, “I do” were spoken into existence. The moment the bride, Mama, was kissed, making everything official. I hid my despair behind a forced smile, fighting the urge to allow a tear to escape from my eye. This single moment would change my life, and in many aspects, not forContinue reading “Prose”

Pencil Shot Tears Rain Tower Hair

Raindrops fall, Animals disperse in search of shelter. Each drop weighing down the leaf in contact.

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