Bite The Apple Babe

Fears of Black Motherhood (In the Feminine)

Why would I bring her here?

She's already

too broken,

already too dark,

already too light,

too fat,

too skinny,

too loud,

too quiet,

and I didn't even conceive.

So why would I bring her here?

Too masculine,

too feminine,

too hard,

too soft,

and I didn't even expel her.

She is already catcalled,

I can hear it.

Hey, little mama,

she's gonna be trouble. Come here, bixch.

And she's not even here. Too confident,

too meek,

too mill,

too,

and she's not even present.

Already a part of the 48%.

She's already

rapexd,

screwed,

drilled,

beat,

fucxed,

and I didn't even get to hold her.

So why would I bring her here?

The stakes are too high. She will be

groped,

hit,

drugged,

pulled,

and I didn't even name her yet.

Too tall,

too short,

too right,

whore,

chaste,

smart,

stupid,