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Look How She Expose Haself So
Photo by Luis Galvez on UnsplashYou’d think she’d be over that man by now ey? I mean he really have her looking like a fool. Swear think she’s the only person who ever been in love and hurt before.
Her sorrow so infectious. Tainting the room. Why she think she have to carry it with her all over the place? She looking to get an award? Look how she wearing it. So naked. So exposed to the rest of us. Why can’t she wear it like the rest of us? In the closet of our chest? In the choices we eventually regret.
She don’t know we uncomfortable with this — this offering. Some things better left in private. Some things we do not share. She ain’t realize no one want know about the bitter in our blood. Someone should have tell her this is not the thing to do.
Her mother ain't teach her that it’s better to self-destruct than to let others know you this malleable. That you capable of carrying deep pain. Her ma ain’t never learn her that it’s better to never let a tear drop fall in another’s presence?
Come. This is too obscene. More important things to see. Come. Come.Come let’s go. Don’t stare.
Don’t stare.
Yasmin Glinton is the author of four poetry collections The Year She Wrote , At The Shore, An Olive Branch & Yasology Vol. I . She is a performance poet and has hosted many poetry workshops in The Bahamas. Currently, she resides in Pittsburgh, PA.
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