Sounds Like the '80s

Back then, Urban Chic was a bookcase made
of milk crates that were all the same color. 
In college, anyhow. Others hung out on corners

in front of the laundry or the liquor store, mid-day, 
smoking weed and playing checkers on milk crates 
made into game tables. They yelled, "Hey, girl, 

why don't you smile?" then made fun of us, ignoring 
them. "That's okay. Look like H. R. Puffinstuff anyhow!"
Not sure how so many raised-right sistahs know precisely

what I mean, yet somehow have managed in every department
not to find each Other, keeping vision boards on our own.


Last Edited By: piphany 06/18/17 15:06:35. Edited 1 time.