A poem “Poverty is…..”

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Poverty is dangerous it puts you in places you should not be living with people who do not love you or like you or want you there who hurt you and choke you or only want to fuck you poverty takes your dignity kicks you out on the street with your wants desire jealousy poverty is filthy it doesn’t have closets a toothbrush it is losing everything again it’s even losing when you win failing before you begin poverty hurts it is separate but equal healthcare it is standing in the food bank line with the flu when the Dr said you must rest poverty is stress constant movement instability a dark vortex a sinking hole chaos is hell disconnection poverty doesn’t have a cosigner doesn’t care give a shit or a fuck about your rights needs or ability to pay for them your age or education who you know affiliations  activism how many miles you have marched or fought poverty is vets and their widows children and puppies everybodyPoverty is a starving artist who needs a publisher an agent has 5$ chapbooks but doesn’t have change for your 20. Poverty knows where everything free is resourcefuless not lack of skills just money poverty needs help is preventable by those who are very sorry they don’t accept section 8 although they feel for you , apologize because you don’t qualify , doesn’t want to be a hero but will pray for you and wishes they could help  Poverty lies to your face tells you to have positive thoughts to change your vibration think abundance life advice right now is apathetic indifferent poverty is discrimination won’t hire you or include you smiles and nods at you it is rude and condescending it is watched on the street corner poverty is pulled over for nothing,  trapped in fishing nets poverty watches videos of people freeing hopelessly trapped animals every day.  Poverty will take your car, put you in jail, foreclose on your house  This is a setup the system is working stuck here living in fear  poverty is a minimum wage hoax that charges 1000 dollars a month rent and 700 dollars taxes before you even anything  it is fining you for doing nothing nothing poverty cant participate can’t make it won’t show up doesn’t have enough can’t pay poverty is sick broke mentally ill has PTSD depression anxiety and a kid with ADD poverty causes conditions for  mental illness trauma and vulnerability poverty ran out of gas twice this month so far driving on 4 thread bare tires  1 almost flat on the freeway in the heat in front of your Lexus reckless poverty is not your problem poverty is dangerous and puts us all in places we should not be it is billions of people in this world  millions in america it is thousands in my town it is family that are tired of lead in their water and friends with no opportunity poverty is single disabled moms losing their license it’s dad’s with two jobs and expired tabs, grandma can’t afford her medicine again, gramps is hopeless  is nothing to anyone is forgotten and unimportant just like me. 
About the author

Lennée Reid is a geeky veganish universalist QPOC witch doctor mama bear poet activist survivor goddess on the spectrum who doesnt like labels that uses punctuation when she d@mn well pleases smile emoticon period Lennée has appeared in the UPS DIRT! project, Creative Colloquy, The Girl God, Tattoosday, and is forthcoming from Lost Tower. Her poems and photos are often in “Works In Progress”. Lennée repped Olympia Peoples Mic in NYC for WOWPS 2016, has featured and slammed across the country, and was heard on the KAOS 89.3 lit show “Tell It Slant”.
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Shady Bitch

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Shady Bitch

I’ve been called a nigger in the summer
Then beaner until late fall
But winter til mid spring
No one guesses wtf I am at all!

Cause I’m a shady bitch
Shape shifting witch
I am rainbow colored inside and out
People always try to figure me out

They ask if I’m Hawaiian Middle Eastern
Mexican part Korean or a quarter Jew
(Nice hair)
I say no I’m not but thanks a lot
I do enjoy their food

In the shade cause I’m a bitch
A shade privileged bitch
I am rainbow colored inside and out
Don’t even try to figure me out

I’m black I’m white I’m native
I might just be a smidge of something else
(Who knows)
But one things for sure my heart is pure
I’m just trying to be myself

And still I get called a nigger in the summer
Then beaner through late fall
But I never get called a wetback
Because I’m to light and too tall

Oh Yes I said it!
          Winter through spring
Don’t you forget it
           I could pass for half anything

I’m so shady
           Shape shifting and rainbow colored
I could be anybody’s
           Sister cousin or mother

I keep my ass out of the sun
To minimize exposure to racism

Ain’t that some shit?
I’m such a shady bitch

                                            Lennée Reid©

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