We want to congratulate Mitzi Jackson, who wrote the winning poem for our 5th Annual Love Stinks Writing Contest!
Thirteen Shades of Green By Mitzi Jackson
I was sitting on stratus clouds watching Gods as they walked by
When I saw him standing like Solomon did
Hanging child under his wrist
Bold black, confident black ain’t we lucky we got em’ black
Don’t know if it was the stars in my eyes or the white
Of his teeth shine……I fell and his eyes caught me
We lay on blades of grass where I became sprinkled sand
Over wet lands… he split me open like watermelon on a summer’s day
And yes I was happy
Strong black, proud black, 1970s Mac black
Too many phones, too many nights, too many times in flight
Baller, stunting, shot caller, my ears rings
Why can’t you fake that smile you do for them with me
Gorilla, My love, my love, my winding sheet?
My belly becoming full like the moon
I whisper to you when you sleep “what—are—we—going—to– do?”
Surrounded by red and blue sun sounds….got me feeling rather down now I’m
Sitting inside of thirteen shades of green
Holding myself I sing….Hush little baby, don’t say a word
Yo ass should have left me in those clouds, Knowing you wouldn’t be around
as beautiful of a sound our love made
I am left poisoned with Envy