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Cecilia Haywood A Poem by Jesse Alexander



Cecilia Haywood


by Jesse Alexander

12/21/18

(for the little brown girl who sang “I’m selling lollipops” in kindergarten

and my Mother who kept my School Record scrapbook all these years)

you know

you became the stuff of dreams

4 decades

my Momma teased me ‘bout

you

            (

                        “your first girlfriend!” she would laugh infectiously

                        her right dishwashed hand

                        covering her mouth

                        so she wouldn’t spit

                        sweet yellow Indian-head cornbread crumbs

                        all-over the white kitchen floor

            )



you know

eye’ve imagined you

since P.S. 37 – Queens, NY kindergarten

            (

                        into so many nows

                        like a faded black&white photograph

            )

with your shinny brown girl-self (hands on narrow hips)

tribraided (eye believe) each terminated in tiny silver barrette

sportin a robin’s egg blue blouse

pleated navy-blue skirt

white frilled socks

& gleaming black patent maryjanes

           


you know

eye longed so long

to whisper in your ear:

            (

                        behind the teacher’s back

            )

“your chocolate music laughter

meant

nothin’

but the whole wide world

to me.”



© 2018 Jesse N. Alexander III


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