"I have to shave my hairy monster face,"
he said, and I thought it was both manly and childish.
He went into the bathroom and I, dreading another day of forcing myself to
make money, stretched face down into my
organic-cotton-knit-sweater-like blanket-- oh "hygge" hold me.
I reached over, Maya always so near,
always writing about her blackness, and played Russian roulette, my favorite. Page 165
"An' ain't we all Black, An' ain't we all bad"
Yeah, we bad, I thought. Yeah, we bad.
He comes out of the bathroom shaven, before I could even finish the poem and
Damn, that was fast baby.
He said, "was it?"
He leans over and says, "I'm giving you a second kiss today." And plants one on my forehead.
It's my lucky day, I respond.
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