Throwing Shade

When people express what is most important to them, it often comes out in clichés. That doesn’t make them laughable; it’s something tender about them. As though in struggling to reach what’s most personal about them they could only come up with what’s most public. ~ Terrence Malick

There’s so much spirit of integration and democracy in jazz. ~ Wynton Marsalis

I am a walking minefield today

so I’m giving you stink eye.

I have thin skin, you’re rubbing

me the wrong way and I bruise easily.

You think you’re dealing with a serenely

wise woman, walking in splendor

with a mindful pace.

But I’m juggling a basketful of babies,

toddlers clinging to my legs and one

hangs upside down by a cruel grip

in my braid. There is not a single

word you can say to soothe me.

Show up good-hearted, good-

natured, deliberately cast

shadows on the sidewalk.

Make me laugh with your folded

fingers, the hopping flop-eared bunny

chased by the one-eyed barking

dog’s head.  Bring out your jazz

hands.  All of my fragmented

pieces have dared to peek out

so let’s kid around

before they take insult

and burrow back down

into their lonely holes.

Inspired by: Serenely, Pace, Splendor