Who did you think I was?

I think today’s prompt is one I’ve already responded to this month — more than once. Maybe all of that was just practice to get ready for tonight? Not likely.

You’ve Mistaken Me

I’m sorry, have we met? I’m sure I’d remember. Clearly, you think you remember. But no. I am not “sweetness,” “honey baby,” big lover,” “Mama Africa,” “Two Tons of Fun,” “Stuck Up Bitch,”Ugly Bitch,” Angry Bitch,” or “Frigid Bitch.” I don’t know who answers to those names, but I am not the one. I am not here for your foolishness. I am not here for your hate. I am not here for you. Period. You will curse me. You will tell me, as you always do, that you didn’t want to talk to me anyway. And I will walk away smiling.

As I did last year, I’ll be following along with the Poem-A-Day challenge at Robert Lee Brewer’s Poetic Asides Blog. Today’s prompts (it’s Two for Tuesday) is to write a “what you are” poem and/or a “what you aren’t” poem.

You can post your daily poems on Brewer’s page. The top poem from each day will be included in an anthology later this year!


Are you writing poems this month? Where can I see them?
Let’s share this craziness!


One thought on “Who did you think I was?

  1. Honey, it’s spring. We know the particular brand of masculine foolishness is only going to be amplified as the weather gets warmer.

    “My name ain’t ‘baby’ it’s Janet. Ms. Jackson, if you’re nasty.”


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