10 Things I want to say to a Black Woman by Joshua Bennett mysterious-iniquity: 1. I wish I could put your voice in a jar. Wait for those lonely winter nights when I forget what God sounds like run to the nearest maximum security prison and open it. Watch the notes bounce off the walls like ricochet bullets etching keyholes into the sternums of every brother in the room, skeletons opening rose blossom beautiful to remind you that the way to a black mans’ heart is not through his stomach, it is through the heaven in your hello; the echo of unborn galaxies that pounces forth through you vocal chords, and melts ice grills into oceans, baptizing our lips, until harsh words fade from our memories and we forget why we stopped calling you divine in the first place. 2. When I was born, my mother’s smile was so bright it knocked the air form my lungs and i haven’t been able to breath right since. Its something about the way light dances off of your teeth. The way the moon gets jealous when you mock her crescent figure with the shape of your mouth, queen. You make the sky insecure. self conscious at being forced to stare at your face every morning, and realize that the blues of her skin was painted by that symphony doing cartwheels on your tongue. 3. Who else can make kings out of bastards? Turn a foulest Christmas into a floor full of gifts in a kitchen, that’s smells like the lord is coming tomorrow and we must eat well tonight. Iused to think my sister was a blacksmith the way she bred fire and metal and made kitchen miracles at 14, making enough food to feed a little boy who didn’t have the words to say how much she meant to him back then, or enough back bone to say so the day he turned 20.
Posted on: Wed, 17 Dec 2014 14:05:28 +0000
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