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joanne-mathis
The ridiculous is a part of our daily life. It's what we do with it that determines our stability and well-being. It's something that is rarely or never spoken about. How do we store all that ridiculous information that challenge us mentally? Moreover, how do we know that what is driving us crazy isn't just plain ridiculous? When you have come full circle in your life and repeat everything step by step, well that's just ridiculous!
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Jan 8, 2017
Jan 8, 2017 at 6:07 PM UTC
CAPTURING THE RIDICULOUS
The pain crawled into my stomach and inched its way around my back. It just lived there, making itself familiar and relaxing its insufferable ways. I buckled over in agony wishing and sometimes praying it would settle down and STOP or DIE or GO AWAY. The curse had finally caught up with my purpose, my legs, my arms, my body, and mind. I wouldn't dare cry out because I was a big girl, eleven years old. Even then at such a young age, I knew... Periods and death were a given.
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Jan 8, 2017
Jan 8, 2017 at 5:50 PM UTC
AN INTRODUCTION TO MY PURPOSE
Being African American is like being on a see-saw riding up and down and not caring who or what is wavering the other side. It's standing straight and not being late for your job, because the snob you report to is bright and always right. When your children attend a school, they have to follow all the rules, because they are black and evidently lack the brain power to shower and shine and achieve. It's being told over and over again to keep your mouth shut and only speak when you are spoken to. If by any chance you don't and they listen you're a token. All the achievements that are made came with a price and not a roll of the dice.
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Jan 8, 2017
Jan 8, 2017 at 5:45 PM UTC
WHAT IT MEANS TO BE AFRICAN AMERICAN
"I have something to say to you. Are you listening to me?" "I'm looking at you, right!" "I love you... I said, I love you." "So what!" "Never mind."
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Jan 8, 2017
Jan 8, 2017 at 5:37 PM UTC
REJECTION
The ridiculous is a part of our daily life. It's what we do with it that determines our stability and well-being.   It's something that is rarely or never spoken. How do we store all that ridiculous information that challenge us mentally?   Moreover, how do we know that what is driving us crazy is just plain ridiculous? When you have come full circle in your life and repeat everything step by step, well that's just ridiculous!
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Dec 11, 2016
Dec 11, 2016 at 7:24 PM UTC
Capturing The Ridiculous
By Joanne Mathis I submerged into this liquid that was neither hot nor cold. I knew it was liquid because I could hear the squishy sound it made as I traveled through it. When my eyes opened all I could see was a colorless kaleidoscope. I could not find myself no matter how hard I tried. The more I tried the further into the liquid I submerged. I was able to stop and stood still. At that moment I realized my hands were up around my head. As I could not feel anything, I envisioned myself banging my head with my fists. The weight of the liquid began to go into submission and disappear. I fell freely to the bottom, waiting for the liquid to thicken again.
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Dec 6, 2016
Dec 6, 2016 at 3:41 AM UTC
The Deep
By Joanne Mathis No! It's not menopause, it's you. I'm just not strong enough to let you know I've had it and I'm not having it! For years you've been touching me in a way that makes my skin crawl. I'm not feeling it! Love is in my change of life and your not changing it! ******* my teeth and rolling my eyes, you totally ignore. I have never uttered those three magic words and I'm just not saying it! I left you because I did not want my son to be affected by it! Then I got back with you because my son misses it! **** it! I'm not having it anymore!
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Dec 6, 2016
Dec 6, 2016 at 3:37 AM UTC
IT
How long is an hour? How far a hundred miles? An hour is just the time between a heart beat and the next and a hundred miles is just between a sigh and the next, for time and space,they vanish when I spend time with to you. your laughter exploding mirth your assurance brimming faith your perception your wisdom The riotous spirit at your core You are that stardust that tumbled Across space, landed on this planet right at the spot where I would see you meet you and be impacted by you!! Eternity they say is from infinity to infinity, but I know my eternity is from you to you.
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Dec 6, 2016
Dec 6, 2016 at 3:28 AM UTC
Eternity
The winter air is alive and aglow, Filled with icy flakes floating to the ground. Your heat my only warmth, In the cold numbing snow. Above us the snow filled trees, All gleaming a sparkly white, They seem to bloom with petals, Their blossoms vibrant in the moonlight. And yet my mind is a blank slate, Captured by the sweetness of this moment, and the allure of the snow.
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Dec 6, 2016
Dec 6, 2016 at 3:25 AM UTC
Cherryblososm Snowflakes
Love me like I am no longer broken bones in a working body Find that I am still whole yet divided Forgive me for never loving myself This dream I have still projects itself Knitting the sky together with plea agreements Begging for you to finally see me clearly The rain is gone and we are still here Broken bones heal and I am still alive But know that I am trying Trying to be better than me Working at building a future out of hand grenade pins Pulled from mistakes thrown out of my life
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Dec 6, 2016
Dec 6, 2016 at 3:24 AM UTC
Work in progess