novdel02
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Joined: June 2021 Last seen: 2 years ago

Submitted Poems 3 total

Trick or Treat Just now, there is a stranger in my bed Blue eyes, white skin and straight flowing hair Blowing in the wind of my standing fan I did not hear my kinky-haired wife make her exit I did not see my olive-skinned baby leave But this stranger in her... – *by Joy McLean*	21 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
Etches Crumpled youth Disposed like a rejected note Balled in anger and fisted in the wind Retrieved as an after-thought Rolled out and smoothed over But the relentless spider veins of time Permanently etched on this once flawless canvas Tell a long... – *by Joy McLean*	11 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
Mi Patwa a Tan Ya They called you broken When you were perfect Well-formed and complete They scorned your heritage Because you were Black And represented the poor Who were fragmented in mind and... – *by Joy McLean*	27 Views added 2 years ago	Rating

Just now, there is a stranger in my bed
Blue eyes, white skin and straight flowing hair
Blowing in the wind of my standing fan
I did not hear my kinky-haired wife make her exit
I did not see my olive-skinned baby leave
But this stranger in her...

– by Joy McLean

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Etches

Crumpled youth
Disposed like a rejected note
Balled in anger and fisted in the wind
Retrieved as an after-thought
Rolled out and smoothed over
But the relentless spider veins of time
Permanently etched on this once flawless canvas
Tell a long...

– by Joy McLean

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added 2 years ago

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Mi Patwa a Tan Ya

They called you broken
When you were perfect
Well-formed and complete
They scorned your heritage
Because you were Black
And represented the poor
Who were fragmented in mind and...

– by Joy McLean

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added 2 years ago

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