I WRITE POEMS // MATCHMAKER

I write poems for my demographic

The under-18’s

Old enough to hear but too young to be heard

So we write-

Sometimes, I stab the page so hard

That I can hear my pen sing the gospel.

It’s a shame that no one takes the time to listen to the gospel anymore.

I write poems in August

Because sometimes August feels like July

My mother has never been the same since her mother died five July’s ago

So I write for her-

Some wounds are too strong for poetry to heal

But my poems aren’t meant to heal

I write to try and make her July’s feel like my August’s.

I write poems for Ferguson

A community dashed by a political attempt to create a metaphor

Everything makes sense when it’s neatly-packed into some tragic metaphor

So I write for those forgotten-

Those who know that it doesn’t make sense to broadcast the worst of it

But in the spirit of Rodney and Eric and Trayvon and Michael

They let the Radio City of their hearts orchestrate a tune loud enough for all to hear.

I write poems for myself.

There are always a million different poems dancing in my head waiting to meet their page

And I like playing matchmaker.

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