being colored

today's my day
to be the lady in red...

she wd gather her tinsel &
jewels from the tub
& laugh gayly or vengeful
she stored her silk roses by her bed
& when she finished writin
the account of her exploit in a diary
embroidered with lilies & moonstones
she placed the rose behind her ear

then what?

there are no tears.

*excerpt from for colored girls who have considered suicide when the rainbow is enuf by ntozake shange.

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