Posted: January 8, 2010 in Uncategorized

i wanted to write something
and i felt uninspired
so i decided to see what other women were writing to me
expecting something affirming
something new
something sweet

but everything intended to help me with boredom
with lack of inspiration
with spiritual emptiness
with financial security
with fulfilling relationships with lover and relative and friend

called me a bitch.

i thought being called a bitch was a turn-off
or an insult
or demeaned us and caused all our
gotdamned problems in the first gotdamned place
or some shit
i don’t even know

but i don’t want to be a bitch
i really don’t
sometimes people just bring it out of me
but it’s not my title or my name
nor is it my state of being

when i knit
or cook
or maintain my curvaceous figure
or get dressed
or walk
or budget
or dance
or smile
or sex someone up
or dress someone down

i am not a stitching bitch
frying bitch
fierce bitch
skinny bitch
striding bitch
grooving bitch
grinning bitch
fucking bitch
or motherfucking bitch

i’m sick of people telling me
wanting to be at my best and
learning to love something i’m good at
makes me the bitch of the moment

when can i evolve and just be a
regular woman with brown skin
brown hair brown eyes brown voice
brown knitted brows and brown soulful
girlhood dancing in me?


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