This is a poem I created for solo performance class. It was staged as my first visit to her grave-site saying some, words. My whole class joined me in the journey to the site and ended with throwing flowers as tribute. Enjoy

Mother

Out of all the things you’ve given me

I wish you held this one back

I break my back over and over

bending over and over

my insatiable need for flesh

Legend has it

That it’s in our blood

To fuck like rabbits

And have babies

So I pop birth control pills like tic-tacs

Pray as if I’m Christian

Cry away images of skin

But still end up wanting it

Dear Lord,

I wish I did not Lust

Ashe

Ah Ah Shay

They whisper, scream, yelp

I cant help but love it

Makes my face heat up

Ears tickle

And tongue go numb

I have been the cause for crazy

As I’m sure you were

And all the hers in our family tree

Like strands of hair off Eve

We have fell victim to temptation

Spewing ropes of passion to trap em

Catch em in between our toes

Thighs

Eyes

Mama,

I wish mine weren’t Grey

Blue

Green

Of fresh female venom

Addictive to the animistic hunger of need

I do not want to solve the mysteries of

Bashful Bisexual Male fantasies

Confused Androgynous Lesbians

Or Lost Boys

I can’t confirm a treasure map

Will come combined to my seed

I know I’m good

But they say shit they don’t mean

When they are in between feeling great

And I’m in between

Feeling used again

And used to gain for them

Just a casualty

Warm only for a second

or a few hours

Been given a gift to cast a spell

That don’t keep

And mama,

I don’t want to be temporary