“Dear Bee”
11.16.2022
No need
Bee be
Afraid
Let it go
Let it Be
Let it Bee
Let Bee
Let Be
Let B
Let
B
Teeth
My body
Is my own.
I need not explain why
I have said “No”
To your assertions on it.
It is my own;
it is my only.
My emotions too
Are my own.
And they are valid.
“Calm down!”
“What’s your problem?”
“Hysteria!”
“Women!”
–It’s all the same misogynistic logic;
Lies fed generation to generation
to ignore reality
of the Other, of the feminine.
Poke a sleeping dog
–A bitch,
And see how many times that works,
Before you see
the teeth.
I See Us (Colors)
I look at our daughter
And I see
Me,
I see
You,
I see
Us.
But the world,
Petty and shallow
Sees only monochrome,
Sees not the sunken space under eye that is
Me,
AND the straight chestnut hair
That is you,
The smile like cupids bow
From me
The sharp eyebrow arch from you,
The cheeks,
The small ears– Of my father
The chin,
The height,
The perfect creation
In combination of us,
Can’t they see?
Can’t they see?
Can’t they see beyond
Black,
And white?
Yes, they are Colorblind,
To
The spectrum,
To hues never before seen,
The hues that were made from you AND me.
The hue that is, she.
They’ll deny me,
Deny you,
Deny us “parent,”
Because they cannot dare to see,
What is right in front of them,
Dare to believe,
Dare to accept
Together,
Us.
Being Free
I never meant to
Hurt you,
In doing me,
In being free,
I never considered all the pieces,
Laid out for you,
To see,
A half filled life,
With something missing,
Someone not beside me,
Not of their choosing,
In doing the necessary,
To get by,
These were never steps,
Toward saying goodbye,
This was never about you,
This was always just me,
Exercising
What it means to be
Free
All of You
In every waking moment
and coloring my dreams.
your human scent floods my senses
and widens my eyes.
You are found.
You are the question, and the answer.
The truth & the mystery.
you make my flight or fight response freeze —
Frozen, I await your warm body
to thaw my motions.
emotion running strong.
Passionate heat courses through my system.
Want, to need– for all of you;
I am yours in all I do.
Drown
We were meant to be
I feel it
Yet I hold in my heart
A fear I should have had 3 months into us
When I said
Yes.
I’m exhausted and terrified
Of this all being a lie
Of distortions and cons
That I’ve called life
I’m afraid that by drowning in love
I will do just that;
Drown,
And you won’t extend a hand to save me.
I want proof,
I want trust,
I want honesty,
I want all those things a love as home
Is meant to be.
She of Letters 