Good Hair Poem by Oni Lasana
Good Hair
GOOD HAIR
You have 'good hair'
My sister would say
as I sat on the stool
between her legs
she pulled...yanked
parted...greased my scalp
braiding a week of tightness
into fake Asian eyes
spitties on the side
baby hair bangs
I cried myself
from tender headed
to
hard headed.
Why did having
'good hair'
feel so bad?
(C) 2009 Oni Lasana
Takes me back a few years. My wife taking care of my girls' hair. Comb waving about, little girls crying, Sit still! , Sit still! Thanks for the memories. :)
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5/1/2024 3:30:33 PM # 1.0.0.1119
As i sat on the stool! Thanks for sharing.