9/22/2008

SISTERS

me and you be sisters.
we be the same.

me and you
coming from the same place.

me and you
be greasing our legs
touching up our edges.

me and you
be scared of rats
be stepping on roaches.

me and you
come running high down purdy street one time
and mama laugh and shake her head at
me and you.

me and you
got babies
got thirty-five
got black
let our hair go back
be loving ourselves
be loving ourselves
be sisters.

only where you sing,
I poet.

Lucille Clifton

1 comment:

Sugar said...

I love that...

I love that I have sisters that are not from my mama's belly.

I love that I have found sisters throughout my life.

I love that I have more sisters yet to meet.

Thanks for reminding me of the simple awesomeness of sisters.