Monthly Archives: September 2014

My Nappy Roots

My Nappy Roots © 2014 by Rosalind Guy In the palm of my hand is the sum of my bitter history. It is a history steeped with a poisonous pain that runs deep and stabs like hypodermic needles, filling my … Continue reading

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F*** the Police

As I wrote today’s poem, fragments of previous discussions floated through my mind: “…be still or they’ll beat your ass…” “sit down and shut up…” “…shot an unarmed teen…” “POP” “…only going to laugh at you…” “…you can’t win against … Continue reading

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Happy Thursday Comic

A smile for my readers. Happy writing and reading! Peace & Love, Rosalind

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Strange Fruit

i am a sensitive piece of fruit a pear that is easily bruised. my fruit flesh a corporeal canvas brushed over with violent slashes of color, muted hues of blue and green, a dotted landscape of pain. beneath the vivid … Continue reading

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My Bleeding Heart

Last night, I was out to dinner with my four kids. My youngest son, Cameron, chose the place so we were dining at Ihop. A few of my current and former students had been watching a movie at the theater … Continue reading

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Insomniac Love

A poem because what else are you supposed to do when you can’t sleep because you’re too tired to sleep? You write, of course. Well, I do. So, a poem that I posted earlier with some revisions: Love can bear … Continue reading

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I Hate Tests — I Mean, I Really Hate Tests

I have a policy in my English class, one designed to keep students from failing. No one has to fail my class; no one has to make less than an A unless he or she wants to. If a student … Continue reading

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