there are nights when I feel white
learning & unlearning

There are nights when I feel white
I wish I didn’t
The way she looked
And laughed
My ass
Didn’t move that way
But I still gave it
Cause I loved
Being with these
Women
God
They were so powerful
But I knew she couldn’t
Wouldn’t stay
Next to me
So I felt like I
Should apologize
And immediately
She couldn’t
Handle
Or deal
Or even
Explain
And I knew
I was out
And I felt so sad
I wanted nothing more
Than to hug
Her and they
Busted their asses in the air
I loved her
But I didn’t understand
And every word
I spoke
Was against everything I believed in
Or was it?
Was I that ignorant?
I have so much to learn....
About the Creator
Veronica
I am the moss silken on watered stones, rooted deep in rich soil. Earthen creature, I am the night sky -starry and strayed from the forgotten path of poets - I am, the chatter from the iron rails rattling as the train carries itself home.



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