Dated Travel . . .
Imminent home — When did I? forget my ancestral sovereignty so busy with assimilation attempting to be like everyone else when did I? choose to sell my soul for your favor and in return receive nothing when did I? overlook my strength and became scared pandering to all who would watch me naked with hungry eyes? how did I? forget your opinion is null because I now remember; I am my home built on a foundation stronger than you will ever know
Reckoning — Stop, just stop lying, misogyny, disrespect, gaslight & redirect intentional brainwash in persistent pattern don’t hate me because I see you see me because I know what you have stolen pay attention, I cannot be unseen I am every woman, girl, female, human know this, because I say with action I am a natural danger, a seismic sea wave #SayHerName . . . Queen ©2020 afm/monkeyhousepoetry *songVibe: U.N.I.T.Y. — Queen Latifah
Me and “The Tao of PuddNMookee.”
Have you ever heard the saying… “You can’t turn a Ho(e) into a housewife?!” A funny thing… I admit with complete candor, there have been times I felt as if life was an absolute drag and a No-day at the Bee*ATCH!🏖 Whereas, now with awareness, it still amazes me how…
God — U is cracking me up!
Oh, what a sense of humor! While we humans are making plans, there is uproarious laughter in the heavens at the bumbling, haphazard manner in which we live our lives. I realize the words “fair” and “life” in the same sentence is a paradox, but then like most things, it’s…
Bad Wig-Wearing Mama (& Papa too!)
After a somewhat off kind of day, I was at home sitting by the fireplace, drinking hot cocoa on a bearskin rug (actually drinking a glass of wine, I also lied, no bearskin rug, either!!). A most horrifying thought came to mind… “myself as a bad wig-wearing mama.” Come onnn…