Today's poem is by Jae Nichelle
Things I Do Not Say to God
are like the things I do not say to my mother
when she calls Tuesday nightto hear half-truths about my happiness.
fingers tracing lines in the dust on my dressershe says areyoukeepingyourroomclean and I say yes
she says areyoukeepingyourselfclean and I sayor like when she asks about my love and I respond
he’s good to me because she sawed me in halfand left the pieces detached
is a mouthful. the magical act of abandon.things I do not say to God
are like the things I do not say to myself, i.eyou are still not well
everyone was right about you
your french onion dip obsession is out of controlor like the things I do not say to the girl
(who could love me again, post-anxiety)stop wearing her t-shirts to bed after
tonighttomorrow.I remember the hesitation that fell out of my mouth
the day I tried to tell my mother how healingis best done while screaming
but she turned labelmakerso you what now? then stamped me. so the whole porch
knows why I can't keep a man (Great Value)her advice becomes how bout you pray for guidance, child
and I clasp my hands but draw a blank.
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from The Porch (As Sanctuary)
YesYes Books
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