Tag: Women

marriage, no, thank you & his lack of charm drew me in

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Two poems posted on Substack notes

AI-Generated Image. A Black married couple who just got married. They are both smiling into the camera. A glimpse of sunlight shines in the background, highlighting their faces.

marriage, no, thank you.

I used to want
marriage–when I
dilly-dallied in my
20s and early 30s…

now, I’ve no yen to
lasso such a thing
close to me that
seems to depress
my loved ones.

Of all the married
couples I’ve ever
known, 30% of them
are happy. I don’t
care who you are,
that’s a frightening
statistic.

I envision myself
whole, free, loved,
and understood, and
I don’t have faith in
anyone else to make
me that way.

The journey must
begin and end with
me.

AI-Generated Image: A Biracial man standing with a look of confidence on his face, as he leans against a red truck.

his lack of charm drew me in

I wasn’t lying when
I said, “he isn’t
debonair.” he isn’t.
he wasn’t. but there
was something of
an allure about him–
how his lack of
charm convinced me
to reveal my caged
self.

all the baggage. all
the misplaced anger.
all the need for
space.

he was a breeze that
passed through at
the perfect time and
collected me during
my most heated
moments.

we relied on passion
to sustain us, and
that was our downfall.

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I recently signed up to write on Substack as well. Poking the Bear’s Belly for Fun is a place of healing as I speak about the most recent events with my place of employment, as it pertains to racism and discrimination. I welcome your visit.

Complicated

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Sunday Microfiction #4

Complicated

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Something To Think About #16

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Living in “softness” is something many of us cannot afford, but should be able to experience, too.

“Taking the Soft Life for Myself,” that’s what I would name this photo if it were up to me. Courtesy of Pinterest.

Thank you for being here for the Something To Think About feature. These past sixteen weeks have been fun, informative, exciting, and hopeful. I appreciate your presence here at A Cornered Gurl, and I am grateful for each of you.

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I recently signed up to write on Substack as well. Poking the Bear’s Belly for Fun is a place of healing as I speak about the most recent events with my place of employment as it pertains to racism and discrimination. I welcome your visit.

the unmother

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AI-Generated Image: A young, Black woman holding her puppy up in the air while smiling. She is wearing a dark pink top, has curly hair, and in the background, a faint image of a yellow house is visible. The dog is a tan color with a black snout and sweet eyes.

to be a fur baby’s mom
takes everything the body
doesn’t willingly give

you sacrifice bits of yourself
you never thought you
would–you live a different
life than what you’ve
ever known,

and the four-legged
creature who looks to
you as his world only
sees love and loyalty.

some will say your
mothering isn’t real.
others will tell you,
“it’s just a dog,” but
what they will never know

is the unfailing, unconditional
love that merges the two
of you together . . .
glue that cannot be
undone.

and it’s the most
indescribable beauty of God–
possessed and shared
with us.

I wrote this poem a few days ago for the crush’s daughter, who is now a fur baby mom. At the tender age of 19 years old, she has a companion who will love her like no other living and breathing being ever will. I am so happy for and proud of her!

Have you gotten your copy of my new book: a collection of serial tales & flash fiction, Séduire (E-Book and Paperback) yet?

I recently signed up to write on Substack as well. Poking the Bear’s Belly for Fun is a place of healing as I speak about the most recent events with my place of employment as it pertains to racism and discrimination. I welcome your visit.

we were made to move

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an experimental audio poem

Contemplative Tre. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
we were made to move by Tremaine L. Loadholt

I feel her
crying soul
letting go — we’re
breaking free from
the chains we
formed around us.

breathing is like fighting
under water — struggling to
pull against every push.
I tell her “I am here” when
her mind strangles her.
I am ready to save
her from the darkness.

my friend says to me,
“I could never say no to
something like this… the way
you poured your heart out, Tre.
the way you wear your heart
on your sleeve.
if I were her, it’d be a “Yes.”

and I don’t think
people get the crux of us — the
history. we have been
sacred for years; subordinate
to manager, there were just
some roads we couldn’t
cross, and now that we have
this cross to bear, it’s
more jigsawed than ever before.

still…
I feel her
crying soul
letting go — we’re
breaking free from
the chains we
formed around us.
we were made to
move.

Author’s Note: This piece began as a bit of micropoetry I shared as a note on my Substack. I wanted to play around with it and see what else I could produce. The photo above of me helped with this process. The thoughts bouncing about in my mind needed formulating — they needed a home. I think I have found one for them.

Have you gotten your copy of my new book: a collection of serial tales & flash fiction, Séduire (E-Book and Paperback) yet?

I recently signed up to write on Substack as well. Poking the Bear’s Belly for Fun is a place of healing as I speak about the most recent events with my place of employment as it pertains to racism and discrimination. I welcome your visit.

Peace and Blessings!

steady: a birthday poem

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NaPoWriMo #17

steady: a birthday poem ©2025 Tremaine L. Loadholt


Some parts of this poem are fiction–some of it is non-fiction. Have you gotten your copy of my new book: a collection of serial tales & flash fiction, Séduire (E-Book and Paperback) yet?

I recently signed up to write on Substack as well. Poking the Bear’s Belly for Fun is a place of healing as I speak about the most recent events with my place of employment as it pertains to racism and discrimination. I welcome your visit.