In honor of National Poetry Month here’s a short one.
Stop asking me to fetch things, do work for you, dress up, smile pretty, play nice.
Constantly, constantly, constantly…then the nerve…ask for a hug.
Pshh!
No.
I’m not. I won’t. I shan’t.
I’m not your bitch, bitch.
So kiss my grits fo’ eva, cause I don’t give no kind of damn.
The soil beneath my feet will get a closer look than you. As I strut off into the humid night.
Booty eating my pants is all you’ll see. So memorize that. Bitch.
I need rest.
I’m hungry.
I’m angry.
I’m lonely.
So come tuck me into bed, fetch me a sandwich, and leave me be.
Tomorrow coin toss
to see whose turn to be
bitch
next.
Hey, Gina! I nominated you for the mystery blogger award: https://pursuitofnatural.wordpress.com/2017/05/31/mystery-blogger-award/
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Omg, thank you. Sorry I’m so delayed I was vacation! Ok so I just follow the rules & nominate you? I don’t really follow many other blogs.
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No problem! Hope you had a great time on your vacation. I’m not sure you can re-nominate the person who nominated you. IMO, you can nominate as many or as few bloggers as you like. I wanted to recognize some bloggers of color whose writing left an impression on me.
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