I see you skeleton walkin
flip flops flippin floppin
thong between bony toes
I see your blue jean shorts
wedged between the crack of
your barely covered ass
your ass bare hollow-cheeked
flesh droopin spillin into thin
thighs fallin into spindle-
shanked legs
I see you extend your raw-boned arm
scratch the back of your pebble like
neck run gaunt fingers through
parched hair
I see you Black girl skeleton
standin at the intersection see you
look left then right then left then
right
see you go nowhere
I feel the tensity creep up
our spines want to cry out
but realize my voice is gone too
I want to save you but
recall neither of us gets
out of this thing alive
We are Black girl skeletons in
need of attention—messes eaten
up by
a tension
We keep tellin mutha fuckas
we gonna break tellin mutha
fuckas to give us a break
but we are Black girls we don't
get breaks even when we are
broken no justice no peace
flip flop swivel left then
right then left then right
then nowhere