Arsène Hodali

web novels, poetry, prose.

  • War Dancers
  • poetry
  • prose

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how to walk at night without getting jumped by your feelings like a bitch that ain’t shit

poppa taught me how to fight and i’m daddy’s girl
so i ain’t no bitch, except that bitch

and any trick that steps to me ’bout her man
better watch her knees, before i break ’em

and i’ll try but i won’t, can’t stop myself
from really hurtin’ her by letting her know that
me and her man fucked again last night
laughed again last night, ’bout how curvy she ain’t
’bout how ugly she is

without makeup
as i wear makeup

as i’ve worn makeup
to mask these eyes pops gave me
as he was toughening me up

tough like the black-and-blue leather belt
around my girl’s man’s neck
after he came over, to cum over me
’cause he thought we were gonna
do something or something
for free?!

so he had to get jumped

like how these feelings jump me
when my guard’s down and shit
and they ask, “do you want to be loved?”

by whom nigga?! ’cause men ain’t shit
but a tongue, a dick, and a trick
who thinks she knows her man better than i do

and my man’s friends ain’t shit too
’cause hot girl shit means knowing
every man in my DMs wanna do me like he do
and my man ain’t the hottest in the crew

and you know it’s fuck what you do
it’s where you’re from
and i’m from a house momma couldn’t stand any longer
so she left me alone

and you know it’s fuck who you screw
so where’re your arms
give ’em here, empty your pockets
of more than condoms you’ll never use

and you know it’s watch your p’s and q’s
or these feelings will jump you, like i do
when i find out you’re dumb enough to love me
more than i do

more than they do, your taller friends

and i’ll try but i won’t, can’t stop myself
from really hurtin’ you by letting you know that
me and your friends fucked again last night
laughed again last night, ’bout how ugly you are
’bout how far back your hairline starts

’cause if i don’t deserve to be loved, why do you
get to feel comfortable in your skin, in your man’s walk
that poppa taught me how to emulate just for fun

and poppa made me walk with a lean more than once
and i used to cry, but i don’t anymore ’cause i ain’t no bitch
’cause i ain’t his bitch

but these feelings keep jumping me
every time i put the knife i used to kill him down

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