on day one, you overwhelmed my senses.
i was a teen on my own from Culpeper,
a dragonfly alighting on your pond’s waves.
supposed to have twenty-four hours, four years.
my tiny talk to earn my m r s.
i fail, academic probation, twice.
disgraced, I drag discover 2 1 6.
i danced on speakers, screwdriver, hold
the vodka, in hand sloshing nighttime sun
reflected out by scented body glitz,
pink sequins tube tops, rhinestone tiara.
radioactive techno makes me glow.
i strut yellow, passing all brown bag tests.
i reject verdant green in my rainbow.
money’s love rots my teeth and fills my closet.
slip dresses, skeletons fill my walkin.
my heart’s on my sleeve ’cause i like the red.
scarlet poems blow my brain- a break through.
now, my new livelihood programming enters.
now, my closet contains an ofrienda.
and, now my broad, heart-filled chest bursts springtime.