Gender

(Boolumaster Jackin House listening to Do Me Brett Morrison-26:30ish man he sounds like teddy Pendergrass+)  

Yea ok so this here is not exactly a  
Plantation Melody but  
We knew each other in undergrad  
And after wasn’t going to be better  
 (Actually, we got along sisterly and quaint;  
She was besties with my dorm roommate and  
One particular time she was in the  
Room with us-wannabe South Central  
Narcissist was in the mirror doing hair and  
Seen her pop up in back  
Momentarily landing some other “estranged” feel, so  
Lop sided continued and  
I could swear I heard her say to the other one  
Yea, that’s her hair)  
Now, on this dating site  
Reluctant says come over with that  
Bomb written profile (no pic)  
(I know how to separate my needs  
From my desires-number?) little did  
Hesitant know- she gave her name:  
Floored I remembered her and  
Previous employment;
I use to wave at you every M,W, F walking by
But she wasn’t going to remember judgmental  
Until she saw me but outrageous siddity says  
“Fat or sloppy?” “No”  
(My pic profile was elusive-  
IIII was just like fuck it- {No but  
I’m not going to be  
Cute ie helpless enough in the  
Face for you- bravo}  
I have a memory like an elephant  
(her daddy was pr so that going on with  
Chinese straight hair- this is not going to be good)  
I says when you come over  
Wear jeans and sneakers  
Since we’re just kicking it;  
Stilettos, micro mini, opaques,  
My favorite Bill Withers cd and some  
Toy in her purse toting a fresh doctorate appears-  
Some women- that’s how they really are  
Butch (white) or stud (sistahs) and others are trying to  
Reclaim power lost to somebody else. I knew her;  
That was the problem….  
(Trying to pull file and rank bitch  
You just pulled up)  
Always had a stank attitude even on  
Good days but I thought we were  
Going to fist fight in my bedroom;  
Lock the door-last man standing..still more  
Dates with abuse but…