Kitchen: noun, a place to prepare food usually containing an oven and stove

Kitchen: noun, a part of the head where hair is harder to manage

Kitchen: noun, hair around the river nape of necks, usually involving patience and combs

 

Breaking-point shore of Tenderheaded cove where

Comb turns to some type of menacing rat tail razored alligator

Slicing through scalps humid bayous like butter

    Only

        Noise

            Heard

Be the the crackle of curls split

Paired with owners murmuring dissent

 

Always the hint of protest.

 

Always a vessel for mystery  

Mystic shapeshift 4

different curl patterns in one week

And you

aint seen

nothing

yet

 

My hair makes Sundays more sacred

 

Day spent detangling whispered scriptures

In hands above head prayer

 

Strands stand in constant amen

 

Stretching to reach a blue sky

Further still, to call a cloud

mirror or

sister

Then again to

call the wind

companion

 

I found a fable

 

in a S curl scroll

In the bed of my lap gifted

down from the Sun

 

Morals being:

 

  1. we make sanctity out of scraps

  2. nothing good comes from dead ends

  3. let no one tell you that false growth

Is better than starting again

 

My hair is both the fire next time, the phoenix and ash

 

 

I could be alchemist

 

pressing sleek sheen out of helix

If I very well please

and sweet smoke would rise just to spite the heat

 

What a tease

 

 

My hair is a map of descent and a family tree

 

The gas, the motor, the unpaved street

The volcano, the lava, the dormant peak

The rhythm, the notes, the whole damn beat

 

Zig zag parting the red sea

 

 

Wet

 

Slippage

Set

Wrap

Repeat

 

Sing me a twisted loc love song to lull me to sleep

 

Jill Scott Crown Royal deep

With a baseline the stamp of a halo

Melody can be some metaphor for cornrows

Sitting for hours long

Or some type of home you only know the name of

while living in it

Stuff of bones

People of thrones

 

And always back to a

 

Comb: Noun, tryna wrestle whirling sediment

to mere stones

 

Maybe that’s the reason all of em broke