Girl, You Better Sing Baby girl,


Hum Beyoncé and Erykah into the street corners. Time your steps to the beat


Miss every crack, every weird look and bum note Hit the chorus under that next streetlight. Turn and twirl in the arms of it Let it guide you to feel beautiful without anybody saying so Pull your voice from your toes up Let it grab and hold onto your fear Open your mouth and drag it out Let the sound dance down your tongue into the soft evening into this orange, beating-the-dark sky that waits for you to get home before passing onto the cold. Let 7 PM’s warmth explore your skin Sing


when it’s breaking Sing till you’re shaking Sing every last part of you inside out and look down in awe of your wholeness.


Don’t stifle that smile Let it rip through your face like a postcard into you


are deserving of such joy…


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