by Anyély Gómez‑Dickerson
beneath the landscape of your sugar skin
life remains innocent with a few scars here
& there but smooth to the touch
it is their envy wrapped in hatred
& their cold touch that unfriendly touch
that wants to own your otherness
wants to languish in your brownness
wants to cage your exotic so you don’t wander free
& like a bird that’s never known freedom
you hop from perch to perch blinded by the scents
their smiles & sins trap you & all the while you remain
imprisoned by all the things you tell yourself
by all the things you do & all the things you don’t
& beneath the quiet shadows of life you stay hidden
unaware how to break free, break out
unaware beneath the landscape of your sugar skin
that life can be so good, is good, life can be great
if you learn to feel, see & live the magic
of your sweet sweet sugar skin
& cast off that lingering sweet sweet sorrow
to live in your sweet sweet sugar world
© 2024 Anyély Gómez‑Dickerson All rights reserved.
Click or tap here to see Anyély Gómez-Dickerson’s profile.
Use the “Leave a Comment” form below to submit comments on this piece.