The Girl
The girl
The girl does not speak
She is not spoken to
Fast girl
Smart girl
Girl
Girl
Girl
Her body
Does not belong to
Her
Lip
So you think you’re grown?
Lip
Fast girl
Always already a girl.
The Woman
The woman
She grimaces
He enters her body
He has made a home within her
Coiled hair
Glistening skin
He is on her
Inside of her
Under her flesh
He has remade her anew
Her body
Her body, it burns
Burns
Touch me
Dont
Please
Her Man
She likes the way her man holds her hand
His hand, her hand
Her man
He speaks
In riddles and songs
He
He does not understand
Her
Lip to cheek
Palm to cheek
Do you love him?
I don’t know.
The Child
The child looks upon her
Her mother
Girl
Girl
Girl
Always-already a girl
What becomes of the colored
Girl
Girl
Girl
Girl
Maybe her mother
Is the sun
What if we played together
as girls do
Child
I wish to stay under her skin
Child
Beneath rib
Beneath muscle
Child
Please do not abandon me