Poetry – Page 104 – Mecca-Amirah Jackson

Bold Beauty

September 28, 2015November 13, 2015by Mecca_AmirahLeave a Comment

Smooth shea butter for my skin– patterns of brown with traces of golden hues and blonde hairs– and coconut oil for the wealth of hair that struggles to mold underneath my demanding and oppressed fingers. Sticky mango drips from my brown fingers and the wet, clinging juice hugs my thick, pink lips, and my skin [...]

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Burn, baby, burn

September 28, 2015November 13, 2015by Mecca_Amirah1 Comment

silver-tongued affections burn with appraisal; the deepest shade of love burns with an autumn's beauty and the intricate, dream weaver of lies–feeds the black widow who lies in wait, for the men and women who thrill on the treacherous age of the awakening and shifty conscious. Deep rooted, terra-tethered to rotting filth of fermented tales [...]

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Blonde Beauty

September 28, 2015November 13, 2015by Mecca_AmirahLeave a Comment

Curly blonde hair that cannot hide the deep, dark roots, that fight the pedestrian battle of fighting peroxide and bleach– to regrow, fertilize the healthy, natural browns that were once rooted before– fetid whispers and evil, malicious curses weeded out the ancient beauty of the freckles and thick hair and parmagiano and made way for [...]

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misfortune

September 23, 2015November 13, 2015by Mecca_AmirahLeave a Comment

Nature born society trained Soul forsaken Truth out of reach And lies entrenched- ... She came clicking into the world In a low-budget hospital, True grit-the ingrained esteem That American prestige and honor demands- under her yellow skin. It's unfortunate, a tragedy That she came into this world With a full-head of hair; Soft and [...]

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Live in Color

September 22, 2015January 24, 2016by Mecca_AmirahLeave a Comment

Brushes of paint, palettes smudged and abandoned to the stark, saccharine sun cannot white-out out the errors that overshadows the dulled of grays– gray, gray as an inopportune autumn day, a gloomy glaze hides the stubborn rays that pierces the thin, flimsy blanket of urban decay– fumes predominately repugnant stealthy as a New York cab [...]