Two poems shared on Substack notes
better at home
fresh fruits and veggies
diced chicken tenders with cheese
creamy ranch dressing
we all feel, and he didn’t
he was too
equanimous. you
maybe thinking,
“that’s not a good thing?”
and I’m obligated to tell you
that I needed someone who
would explode with anger if
the world caved in on him…
eventually.
I needed to know that he could cry,
would cry if his heart
were crushed with grief.
but he didn’t know
tears—he hadn’t been open
enough to let them cleanse him,
and I couldn’t continue to love a
man who wouldn’t emote.
I understand strength, the rearing
of holding back emotion when you
can release it was
always weakness to me.
I wanted to know that
if I broke down, he could break down
with me, and we’d lift each other up.
but in a world that
tells a man to be
stone in order to be
loved, he couldn’t
hear my cries.
Jill Scott—Pressha
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A Cornered Gurl 
One delicious and one disturbing.
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True. Very true, Peggy.
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That second one is so powerful! It reminds me so much of my husband. He shows emotions so subtly. He laughs and jokes and I’ve seen him upset, very upset, but the sentimental emotions, I don’t see. Even when his mom died. It’s very strange.
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Thank you for reading. 🙏🏾🩵 Trust me, he is NOT the only man to be like that. Oddly enough, I’ve met a handful of women who are the same as well. I just know I won’t last with them.
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That’s interesting that women would be like that. It seems contradictory to our nature. My husband has definitely changed since we met. We both have. I think his job has worn him down a lot too and that’s part of it.
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He probably just needed you.
And yup, there are always a few exceptions to the rule.
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