Long Babied Poems

I was deceived by the devil
He came dressed as a sheep in wolves clothing
Very bipolar, hot and cold, cold and hot
Just no good, though I would try to see the good
I was deceived by the...

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See you lady's are really dudes, male energy oozes from the paths you choose. 
You see straight lines to your end, and you believe it ends there with ONE life to attend. 
Just understand that...

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Eighteen

A number that holds so much meaning 

Any individual who meets terms with this number never feels content

A singular tie to childhood is all that’s left

A bearing weight of adulthood near

An anxious sense of uncertainty...

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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...

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They had survived forty-two years together
The death of two children, loss of all of their parents
This was their time to relax and enjoy the fruit of labor
John passed in his sleep two weeks prior,
Six days...

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Oh ...I will not! ...see you ...left... crepuscular ones!
though I turn my eyes away from your visceral hungry-ed movements, your quests 
to be fed in shadows, the babied darkness on ink tip of night ...upon...

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The summer labored against an agonized yawn,
and through its sweated lips
withdrew a round fruit.
It is too big to ask how it had ever fit.
She collapses and withers, her waters
vaporing skyward, no afterbirth brought forth.
I take...

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My mother's dishes are as delicate as she,
Tiny pink rose bouquets and silver rims.
Once I used them with her lace tablecloth,
For Thanksgiving and Christmas back then.

Then came the day of casual living,
She had given me...

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Morning smile replies to sunrise
To leave a dark, quiet and cool cave.
I made a far trip to visit a beloved
That has babied me 
Spoiled me with pleasant voice
Medicated me when I was sick
Showered me before...

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She was a delicate being.
Things bothered her more than most.
She walked off more jobs than we care to count.

There were eight of us when she was born.
She was our baby, our princess, our doll.
We all...

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My Green Thumb


Whenever I bought a plant and tried
To keep it watered and well fed
The plant just shrivelled up and died
Now all the plants I have are dead.

I gave them light or lots of shade
Did...

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