If I could

If I could mend your heart

Put it back together again

Heal your wounds

Make it like nothing ever happened

Touch your soul

I know that it’s been broken

Fix it

Make you whole again

If I could

I would

©Jocsalyn Janay, 2018

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Man on the Moon

MAN ON THE MOON

Look down on me

Look down on me

You must be so happy

And you defy gravity

You’re not a star

But you ought to be

And I’m just a girl

with scattered dreams

locked behind closed doors

And I can’t find the keys

©Jocsalyn Janay 2018

Never

Daddy never liked me

And i was always least likely

To be a problem child

So don’t mind me

My problems now

are so timely

Lost in the wild

But you’ll never find me

I lay low

Stay close to the ground

Like coffee

And I may never

become wifey

Or change my

name to mommy

But maybe

I serve a goal

Beyond the cervical

maybe it’s unfathomable

But I’m still magical

© Jocsalyn Janay, 2018

Average Black Girl

So I just came across this video on Facebook of Ernestine Johnson  reciting this poem on the Arsenio Hall show. The poem is so relevant and also relative as it highlights the backhanded compliment that so many black girls (myself included) have received. Being told by someone that you “talk white” (what is that anyway?) or that you’re not the average black girl only reinforces the stigma that black girls are somehow less than. It falls right in line with being told that you are pretty for a black girl. Ernestine so eloquently put into words how many girls feel. I can’t wait to see more of Ernestine’s work in the future.