Simone

Simone


I’ve yet to see her cry
Or wipe a tear from her eye

Though I’ve seen her dry sweat  off her brows

And that fan ain’t nothing 
She’s going on sixty-five

Burgundy lipstick stained teeth
Her kiss perched on my cheek
And dark hairs atop her lip
Like mine I wish to erase 

Now her eyes are droopy
And flaming red 
Grieving her husband’s death


She’s carried loads of laundry on her head
And had company on her bed
Her two daughters,
Are what she has left 

She is a social butterfly 
And makes us lick our spoons

She is everything to everyone 


To me she gave eyes 
To the sleepless city 
Sparkly ,glittery ,gold 

To me she gave
Shimmering stars and moons 
wrapped around my wrist 
Variant in color, size and shape


In a rural Haitian village 
Was I bred and raised 
Mango and avocado 
weighed heavily upon the earth 
It’s nectarous  substance 
Oozed onto the ground
rotting, attracting flies 

Now mere bare hands 
And desert land


Bracelets too pretty to wear 
On my bare wrist 
Small like my maternal mother’s

She’s  slowly deteriorating 
Her small stature 
Matches mine perfectly
Though her protruding bones
And sagging skin
Are evident that she’s yearning for home


Can’t wear that print dress without 
getting a few stares 

Like who am I to wear designer 


Womanly I look
Feminine I feel
As aunt Simone says I must strive to do
Without shame or insecurity
Because her niece is under thirty
And is no grandma to be 
But I insist  on wearing a black , 
mesh floral lace camisole 
to hide my cleavage and a-cup breasts 


She is a doll
And pampers herself as much as she can afford
She’s never called me beautiful 
But has mentioned that I have no reason to not want to live 
Even if I was ugly as my fellow classmates have said
Tough love she gives
But I’m gentle, delicate


Makeup masks my short comings 
But I glam up on occasion
Determined to not overdo it 
And look like a little girl 
Playing in her mother’s cosmetics 






Marckincia Jean
Free verse
05/13/20
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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