- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Watching The Nutcracker Suite in LA
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He moonwalked Christmas Eve with his girls,
On Kwanza, Keisha's birthday and hers
And sang as he danced to Martha Reeves
When "it doesn't matter whattchu wear."
Her father's first prison was liquor.
"Just as long as you are there," she sang,
"At Folsom now" was Keisha's refrain
After love died with Mama that night.
"Be sure to notice the pas de deux,"
Professor Petrov said to her class,
Did a plié, and said it was on
Channel 28 at nine o'clock.
Keisha told her guidance counselor
Dip shit-scared was the name she gave it
Under the kitchen table at night
When the Bloods and drive by bullets came.
Well fed ladies and gentlemen watch
The Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairies
As brothers crip walk by dumpster rats
And scat sing O Come All Ye Faithful
While Clara on stage returns to sleep,
But Keisha tosses and turns tonight,
Running away from the giant mice,
Though she sweet dreams of boyz in the hood.
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