Plainly
.like Nettie from The Color Purple
my scream did not pierce the sky in a crackling snap of a whip, it did not touch the heart of heaven nor did it make the ground tremble and scatter like a million fall leaves
No, plainly; I could not say anything to make you stay
Though my tears were filling up with breath that tasted like the Blues, it feels so bittersweet to use so many different colorful ways
That all mean that same exact feeling of love
I can still feel it even as I felt abandoned
Did you feel I abandoned you?
I felt it too hard for too long
I hoped with you it would be easier like a prayer we all said late at midnight
Plainly; you came in during my refugee years… I was far too quiet for far too long
I want to be like Nettie from The Color Purple
Nothing but death would keep me from you
Writing to you was second nature
Plainly; it was so easy to make sense of your metaphors of balm & honey & purple hills rolling down the old streets of your heart
Plainly, I can’t speak plainly it hurts too bad
It hurts too bad
It hurts too bad
& I take to bleeding inwardly like in Jane Eyre.



Comments (1)
This was so heartbreaking and intense. Loved your poem!