Day 1- Bestfriend

You have my mothers eyes.

my sisters hands

and chest

and smile

and love

you shape shifter you

cradle you rock

you have a million faces

safia-

the summer we met i watched you bloom beautiful

i have never seen anyone work so

hard to tear

broke your shell

woman

height like a sleeping giant

little girl big voice

you worked so hard to tear

for a girl who got all the

'how to cry' washed out of

her

there is bleach in that water

clean slate

you make me feel

like i can begin again.

it started with you.

Taylor

Every broken step

towards

whole

is another

one towards

remembering you

and how

i was not who i am now

before you

love.

you made me know

what type of woman i could be

and how much i would love her

and how

and how

and when

i love you,

my dear.

ade

i brought you

my stories

my burdens

my deaths

a fan-dangled forest of regret

and ugly

you made them beautiful

i cried in on my self

let it steep

poured my delicate all back in

with my hard and stern

i am beautiful

like i was before

but the reflection speaks easier about it

thanks to you.

minilik

i dont remember men before you

they were all brothers

and a father with no puberty in him

i dont know how to love men

i was never looking for a king

i found a prince trying to regain his crown

when you take your thrown

if i cannot sit next to you

i will watch your palace from afar

and smile.

bianca

it was simple with us

there is something

simple

about a beautiful girl

with a lot of heart

and all of it seeping out of her

we were sisters before i met you

my laughter knows you

like my heart knows love

and pain

and when i found you

a part of me came home again

its that simple

with us

piper

i am a whirling dervish

a cracked out queen of

street soothsayer in your life

a crazy girl

with a loud mouth

and a louder

heart

you loved me anyway

you have held my tears

you have held me closer

there is nothing i can say

that can articulate

how much i owe you

a part of my me

omie

you are a queen of queeness

a floating smile

a foolish beauty

a crying growth

I find something

so beautiful

about how true

you are with your tears

with your honesty

with your laughter

your hurt

your bullshitting

your bitching

you are your everything

there is nothing more beautiful

about being a beautiful you

and making no apologies for it

except when its necessary

yarminiah

a beautfiul black man

once wrote about the dimple on the side of your face

there is an equator about you

you make things balanced

i am smalled by you

and always want to grow

bigger

to your heights

so i can reach up to your cheek

and fall into the paradise

of the crater on your face

there is a home about you

a stern mother

a whole sister

a beautiful friend

a careless color and shade

about how confusing it is

to explain how hard

i have

loved you