by Markeisha Hill

My mama wouldn’t let me play
with her best friends daughter
because she was too womanish.
Kaylee liked to be seen and heard.
Ear to the ground during Grown Folks conversations,
lips smacking in approval/disapproval.
My mama did not want me to be too grown.
And she didn’t even know about when me and Kaylee were alone
her on top of me whispering,
“You do it like this”