Poems from Chel_olu
I feel like I’m in a dystopia
Called America.
Known as the
Land of the free,
Land of
proposed
Dreams.
Although,
That white picket fence ...
Intimacy is foreign to me
It’s the company that I long for
It’s the friend who knows
My needs
And no
I don’t mean
Getting in between
my...
Dear black men,
Who like to quack
About us females being
Too black
Comparing us to
“Tip of a match”
I bet
Your mamas'
Would
Condemn
You...
My Afro
Stems from
Kings and Queens
With
Unruly curls
Just like
Me.
It’s not perfect
In
Shape or
placement.
Sometimes,
It
Even eats
My...
I’m an angry black woman
And?
How about you stop trying to
Get in my pants?
I work those long hours,
Undervalued,
And still trying to meet...