Ashley Domenech Poet Narrative

Before 21

I put on makeup so I can feel beautiful

Put up curtains so I can feel at home

Got a baby that's half a family

20 years old looking 15

In the middle of the ghetto and gentrificA-town

By the Projectz and the precinct 

I've got a closet full of donated clothes

 I ask God why this is the life he gave me, mama says this is the life I chose

Not quite white with Latina ancestry

But you'd never believe it, if you took a look at me

Hold on my baby's crying

I turn up my music so I can't hear a thing

Just for a few minutes...

Sometimes I picture myself photogenic behind a picket fence

Wishing I could ignore my present situation 

I pick her up feed her the milk from my breast wishing I could be babied and loved without bounds

Another single mother tally up another statistic 

Product of molestation young and misunderstood by my miserable mother moralizing prescriptions of medication for her daughter because daddy is the one who's money making

That's the least she can do cuz her name ain't even on the lease
 
Gotta let men rape cuz everybody wants a piece, right?

 All old white men look like creeps at night

At least to me

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