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My momma taught me the Qs

Taught me how to quiet the blues when I felt a fuel to quit

Taught me to dismiss the counterfeit quarreling with the God in me

Taught me what makes me queer is my best quality

Taught me to quickly quench my own thirst before thirsting for frauds

Taught me God does not call the qualified but qualifies the called

Taught me stories of them who acquitted from fear 

Who carry on though they had questionable strength

Taught me the names of those who created quantam theories from their faith

Gave me a quarter century of quixotical dopiness always providing for those quarantined by the cruel

Taught us how to hustle and use our tools quentessitial to overcome the actions of them who think we fools

Here I am

Soft as a flame is

Cool as one too

Dancing in the dark

I just want peace between my bones

Disturbed by how

When I'm around you

I feel less alone

How your palms

May be my favorite home

Still unknown

A fantasy made

By a child scathed

Bathe myself in the Mississippi

Dissolve all the ways i hope you miss me

Humble yourself to love

Love

I know

I know

I know

It's scary

Nile River

Under night sky

Like me

Opened up

Wide, wide

For you

I know it's scary

Though it feel true

There is no such thing as time

You is never mine

We all God

It's all divine

It's all love

Love

Turn this brown thang

In to

A flame

Bring light

But

Burn heavy

Know

I bring light

Like sun

But burn heavy

A lot to carry

It’s not about being up

it is about never coming back down

But down

is scary

it feels

good

and

dirty

and

bad

and

healing

and heavy

and 

my skin

my eyes

my limbs

my breasts

and

 they way they fall

know 

heavy

and I need light

but know

also

I need

dark

I need

sleep

and

all the humility to God

it offer

I need

heavy

I need the dense

the soft pull of

sinking

of a hug

from a momma

I never knew

and 

assurance

and 

a love

and 

a necessary touch

and 

a heart bating infinite

and allowing

and unconditionally

loving 

and always here

I have always had angels whispering to me

and last night

I dreamed I named her

she flew in the sky

and came down

sparking and rainbow like everywhere

and everything

was alright 

because everything

I tried to explain 

I profit from the Serendipity of my pen

Creation 

is my molecules dancing to a rhythm

my body does not now how to comprehend

My belly’s resting post

My hope after sythenzization

The breathe at the bottom of the spine

The buzz in my breasts

I have yet me

But I got letters to try to explain

I got angles who know my name

And whisper secrets

Yall call it poetry

Creation

sage still scents my fingertips

reminder of a prayer

when trying to remember to rejoice

and breathe

and love

and love