Grandmother Middle School Poems

As soon as you are seventeen, her mother said.
You can wear them to your graduation.
She was thrilled the day she got to try them on.
She...

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The girls were middle school mean.
They invited a dowdy dumpy frumpy girl named Jean.
They told her she would have to wear a weird hat.
The weirdest...

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Woke up this morning with freedom
on my mind.
I’m perpendicular to the blessed ground,
well and alive—
It’s Juneteenth and it’s break-out celebration
time— 
It’s going to be a...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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