Portrait of the Artist as a Young Girl Woman - Age 25 There comes a time when age really is nothing but a number; when you're just a description like "too young" or "grown." But at 25 it really is a distinct number. That age can be one of those in-between times--not quite too young [...]
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Writers Anonymous
Portrait of the Artist as a Young Girl - Age 23 political (p-lt-kl) - of or relating to your views about social relationships involving authority or power Naming The act of naming is political; that is, how we choose to call things, ideas, and people is a reflection of how we perceive ourselves in relation [...]
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Doing It Like I’m Doing It for TV
Portrait of the Artist as a Young Girl Woman - Age 24 Cameras have never been my thing. For years, I didn't even know how to smile. Seriously. I would practice in the mirror but whatever I practiced never came out that way in my photos. When I was in the third grade my mom [...]
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Church Girl
Portrait of the Artist as a Young Girl - Age 22 Yesterday I headed to the grocery store in hopes of getting cheap eggs; otherwise, I avoided shopping areas at all costs. Because the next day was going to be Easter. Time for Peeps, pantyhose, shoes, and Easter ham. At sunrise, I was on the [...]
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So Much T’ings To Say
Portrait of the Artist as a Young Girl - Age 21 Vaginas in the oatmeal?! I enrolled in Dr. Gayles' Images of Women in the Media in the spring of my junior year in college. She told me that if I looked closely enough at the Quaker oats advertisement I would see the outline of [...]
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The Cipher
Portrait of the Artist as a Young Woman - Age 19 I joined the AUC (Atlanta University Center) Poets' Society in the first semester of my freshman year. Ryan, the guy I was digging at the time, walked me to Trevor Arnett Hall on his campus, Clark Atlanta University, for my first reading rehearsal. It [...]
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If “if” was a fifth, we’d all be drunk.
Portrait of the Artist as a Young Girl - Age 17 I borrow my title from the archives of my big sister, Denise (bka Niecy). And from my own archives, a poem from the artist at 17. If only I wasn’t a drama queen. If only I had realized he wasn’t the beginning and ending [...]
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Race Day
Portrait of the Artist as a Young Girl - Age 15 Race Day--it's not a national holiday. Not even a state holiday. It was an event that was made up to promote race unity in my home county, complete with an essay contest that I'd read about in the local newspaper. I entered and I [...]
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Blueberry Square
Portrait of the Artist as a Young Girl - Age 14 I'm not sure why I was so obsessed with black boys dying in the late 80s and early 90s. It could've been the Philadelphia and Baltimore newscasts my family watched to supplement the local WBOC news. WBOC talked mostly of soybean crops and the [...]
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Mrs. Kopay
Portrait of the Artist as a Young Girl - Age 13 She was stylish, had cool handwriting, and she loved Snickers bars. Since they were her favorite, she kept a stash that also served as prizes for good behavior and/or good work. When I was sent to her class in seventh grade I wasn't sure [...]
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