crumbs of black eye peas and rice. swallowed
birth control pills.
a lost Tupperware container of what I once thought
was basil or oregano. deathbed
tv remote back, still
clinging to gray masking tape
fingernail clippings from my stepfather’s too-
the corner of a soiled fitted sheet
my 9-year-old sister’s would-be suicide note.
woman’s golden belt buckle that
fit no one in our house.
bedsprings refusing to squeak.
my brother’s insecurities. the remnants
of a pedestal
space that awkward giggles
Barbie’s high heels
gathered from a bitten cheek. forgotten
unseen poetry show flier
what would have been left
if anyone had come.
Brittany Rogers happily juggles the roles of mother, wife, poet, educator, and mentor on a daily basis. In addition to teaching at the high school level in the Detroit Public School System, Rogers has been writing since her sophomore year in high school, and has since been privileged to be a member of a collegiate level slam team, in addition to co-facilitating after school groups and teaching numerous poetry workshops on behalf of InsideOut Literary Arts Project.