Tina Turner Holds Herself Together
By Imani Mixon
This poem was inspired by this doctored photo created by Ard Gelinck, @ardgelinck.
Ard Gelinck, @ardgelinck
We been here before
Wrapping our arms around each other
Our lace gloved hands
Kissing our shoulders
Hair a honey black brown
Like the teacup terriers the fashion girls wear
In their big big purses
As they steal their way bigger
I dream my way
Out of Nutbush, onto the road
At center stage
Away from him
Away from home
And call it a miracle
They look at me
As I vaseline my glisten
I am all legs and hair but somehow not human
Just glimmer
Just legs and hair and shimmering somewhere
Not feeling
Imani Mixon is a best dresser, dream catcher, and storyteller.
