La Grifa~

Me llaman la grifa~

niña linda,

pelo malo~

because

it wouldn’t obey

untamable beast

told to relax

as the lie (lye) concoction

burned the kink out of my hair

erasing temporarily the part

of me that I hated the most.

Genetically made up to be wild

not to be tamed

or managed

or straightened

or subdued

or laid flatly with

no body or bounce

No…that

could never be me.

For …

I am too relentless

to conform

to transform

to be altered

into something

that I wasn’t really destined

to be.

 

Originally published 4/04/11 in honor of National Poetry Month
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