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FROM Black Queer Hoe
Black Queer Hoe
Black Queer Hoe shotguns pbrs on the redline before heading to a club where she can’t afford the water bottles. she yells at her girls about the dick she just sucked across the slowdragging of the crowded train. she know people. finesses her way to the front so she don’t have to wait in the cold. she sweats and sweats and throws it back until she forgets her tab is still open. she scared to be the only girl in the club in nikes. she wanna take her heels off but she scared to be called ratchet. she just requested cardi b. she used to care that niggas didn’t want to dance with her. now she turn away niggas who grab or pull or spent the whole night holding up the wall. she pays the uber surcharge cause it’s better than being followed home. she gives the address of two houses down in case the uber decides to follow her home. she stands naked in the kitchen drinking juice from the carton. she too drunk to remember if it’s hers.
Black Queer Hoe makes sure her lesson for tomorrow is ready. checks both her emails and all three of her slack accounts before the room starts spinning. makes a note of all the work she didn’t do tonight. of all the things she’ll have to catch up on tomorrow. sends the “you alive bitch” text to her girls. thanks someone for keeping her alive. sets two alarms just in case. writes down the six lines of the poem that kept replaying in her head. takes her vitamins and birth control with the water waiting by her bed. she smokes a little so she doesn’t think too long about all the ways in which she isn’t successful. checks her credit and debit card balances. regrets nothing.
open letter to the mothers who shield their daughters from looking at me
no ma’am you wouldn’t want your daughter to be like me, i sucked dick this morning and didn’t brush my teeth. and yes my hat, necklace, and septum ring all say Bitch. and i used to burn myself and lie about it. and i’ve forgot how many men have forgotten my name but not what i look like bent over. and i curse like a pirate fucked a veteran fucked a barkeep fucked my mom and had me. and i got tattoos in places you didn’t even know you could get them. and i touch women in places you warn you daughter to not let boys near. i’ve pierced some of those places too. sometimes i stand naked in my kitchen. and i sleep with men in relationships. but not married ones that’s too much drama. and i feed off of drama like my uncle and a bottle. and i do drugs. drug drugs not pot. and i smoke that too. and i steal from target. imma feminist and i watch punishment porn. and instead of a list of respectable shit i do, all i’ll say is i respect my elders, see i called you ma’am when I could’ve called you bitch.