My black face
Reflecting in a black cast iron pan
Hot grease dripping down the sides of my black face
Reflecting in a black cast iron pan
My face turning blacker from decades spent
Frying chicken
Frying bacon
Frying fish
Frying okra
Frying back sweat
Frying hate filled tears
Frying wasted tears
Frying and smothering lies
My black face
Reflecting in a black cast iron pan
Getting blacker and better

Desta

“Writing is a potion of devotion, magical, mysterious and mighty” Desta

"Love is like the sea. It's a moving thing, but still and all, it takes its shape from the shore it meets, and it's different with every shore. ”
Zora Neale Hurston