Black & Kinky Amongst Brown Waves


napowrimo, 22 of 30
April 23, 2018, 9:18 pm
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how to take flight
(c) 2018 by margaux delotte-bennett

1. walk to the ladder & slowly pull down the safety clips. don’t look up & don’t really think about your safety

2. the one with the line clips on the left & the other one clips on the right

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napowrimo, 21 of 30
April 23, 2018, 8:53 pm
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i love my sisters. we have taken back the right to name ourselves.
– Patricia Smith, poet

 

naming
(c) 2018 by margaux delotte-bennett

there is a cavernous expanse
between what you call me
and who i really am

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napowrimo, 20 of 30
April 23, 2018, 12:59 am
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untitled #04222018
(c) by margaux delotte-bennett

make sure you have a “yes” friend
a “take it to the test” friend
a “you will never guess!” friend
a”don’t worry about the rest…” friend

an “I have this crazy idea!” friend
a “that’s no way to steer!” friend
a “let’s give this a try.” friend
a “it’s better with you and I” friend



napowrimo, 19 of 30
April 23, 2018, 12:37 am
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tank studio be NOLA
Studio BE, New Orleans, LA

 

their wildest dreams
(c) 2018 by margaux delotte-bennett

the question of freedom
is one that lives in my very cells.

now alive
prone to survive
thriving to strive for the life built through
ancestral dreaming.

beaming with both potential and grit.

that is all.

this is it.



naporwiwo, 18 of 30
April 23, 2018, 12:16 am
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stargazing
(c) 2018 by margaux delotte-bennett

before you lay down tonight
notice how the stars have rearranged themselves
in your honor

points of light connecting into a truth
you already know

you have always been made of the same “stuff”

you and the stars
the stars and you

now make it true



napowrimo, 17 of 30
April 23, 2018, 12:12 am
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coming into my yes
(c) 2018 by margaux delotte-bennett

the poet muse queried
“when did you come into your yes?”
the thought both succulent and savory
causing a look back in time
to reasons and rhymes

was it on a dance floor
funky and sweaty
with a strangers hand on my back?

was it the first long distance flight
when the decision to keep
my own company
felt
so right?

was it the stage lights
the applause
the staggered murmurs and hungry silence?

i’ve never been good with when
but i love that i continue to do it
again
and yet again



napowrimo, 16 of 30
April 20, 2018, 12:08 am
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at least one friend
(c) 2018 by margaux delotte-bennett

have at least one dear friend
who is twice your age
throw a tea party with said friend
towards the end of the day

and laugh with said friend
as freely as you can
and cherish said friend
like you do your own right hand

though the years may divide you
in experience and in height
a friendship that crosses generations
carries its own insights

one sees that which is essential
and how experiences can bloom
when a life well lived in reviewed
in said friend’s dining room

the exchange of stories is sweet
just how some like their tea
and you may find yourself anticipating
when the said friend is who you will be