Last night my skin crawled into bed with me <\/span><\/span>\u00a0<\/span> Naudia Williams Last night my skin crawled into bed with me \u00a0I was drunken \u00a0Numb to the world around me\u00a0Last night young Afro-Americano man touched waist \u00a0Caressed hips\u00a0He tried to dive into a private lake \u00a0Tried pried open bolted doors \u00a0But it was just a dance \u00a0And he was just a soulless body\u00a0Last night spandex… Continue Reading Poems for black girls when twerk tutorials aren’t enough<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":23,"featured_media":0,"parent":0,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-331","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/14-1\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/331","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/14-1\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/14-1\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/14-1\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/23"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/14-1\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=331"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/14-1\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/331\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":367,"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/14-1\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/331\/revisions\/367"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/14-1\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=331"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
<\/span>I was drunken <\/span><\/span>\u00a0<\/span>
<\/span>Numb to the world around me<\/span><\/span>\u00a0<\/span>
<\/span>Last night young Afro-Americano man touched waist <\/span><\/span>\u00a0<\/span>
<\/span>Caressed hips<\/span><\/span>\u00a0<\/span>
<\/span>He tried to dive into a private lake <\/span><\/span>\u00a0<\/span>
<\/span>Tried pried open bolted doors <\/span><\/span>\u00a0<\/span>
<\/span>But it was just a dance <\/span><\/span>\u00a0<\/span>
<\/span>And he was just a soulless body<\/span><\/span>\u00a0<\/span>
<\/span>Last night spandex against jeans made the sweetest sound <\/span><\/span>\u00a0<\/span>
<\/span>Until he opened his mouth <\/span><\/span>\u00a0<\/span>
<\/span>Until he didn’t ask for consent <\/span><\/span>\u00a0<\/span>
<\/span>Till he forgot cats garb back <\/span><\/span>\u00a0<\/span>
<\/span>I sunk my thoughts into my hips and asserted my position <\/span><\/span>\u00a0<\/span>
<\/span>I collapsed into midnight <\/span><\/span>\u00a0<\/span>
<\/span>My lips lingered with some man’s last name <\/span><\/span>\u00a0<\/span>
<\/span>He called me darkness <\/span><\/span>\u00a0<\/span>
<\/span>He got lost in my abyss <\/span><\/span>\u00a0<\/span>
<\/span>Too much loneliness in my space <\/span><\/span>\u00a0<\/span>
<\/span>He tried to translate in body language<\/span><\/span>\u00a0<\/span>
<\/span>But he wasn’t speaking the right tongue <\/span><\/span>\u00a0<\/span>
<\/span>Brokenness in his dialect <\/span><\/span>\u00a0<\/span>
<\/span>His jargon wasn’t smooth enough <\/span><\/span>\u00a0<\/span>
<\/span>My body cascade across the bass <\/span><\/span>\u00a0<\/span>
<\/span>I was alive in a catacomb <\/span><\/span>\u00a0<\/span>
<\/span>Slowly fading away into nothingness<\/span><\/span>\u00a0<\/span>
<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"