Rhythm's Blues

by Kimberly Brown

“I don’t know. I would say until you decide where you wanna be, but I’m not a consolation prize. Pick me the first time, or don’t pick me at all.”

“My grams always said some things are meant to be a part of your history, but not your destiny.”

“Why you looking at me like that, ma?” I asked in her ear. “Looking at you like what?” “You know what I’m talking about. Ask for it… I might let you have it.”

“You done, or you trying to go another round with a demon?”

“I’m not the one that’s semi-attached to my ex. You know what you want, and you also know the type of dick I’m swinging. If you want me, you know how to contact me. Just drop me a location.”

I’m not the type of nigga that waits for somebody to tell me I can have something. If I want it, I get it. So yo’ nigga is just gon’ have to take his L in good stride ’cause I want you.”

“Bitch, how are you going to see your new nigga at your old nigga’s event?”

Don’t let finding yourself in my business find you an ass whupping.”