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Cornbread, Sugar and Milk by Mitzi Kay Jackson Tuesday, July 27, 2010 Rated "R" by the Author. Share Print Save Become a Fan all these things you knew......

never was you fault was it all these things you knew late nights i'd give myself up to be fed wolves love late night sugar, thick with cornbread and milk so creamy no-one came looking baby gurl done made spread with body laid out buffet wanted to die before eyes knew what dying was surrounded by money makers poor and alone and stupid all these things you knew home sweet home calling left some precious things there and God let me live another day foodstamps and wic didn't keep and sometimes there were needs you got it there like Maya say like Gold mines...you can barter it honey children aint got to be hungry often times, it don't last long ....it only stain the inside (nothing wine can't get rid of) all these things you knew and it never moved you choose cries over cries close doors and open holes and all they know...is sleepy eyes wake to love in cornbread, sugar and milk filling those precious things so so precious things

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Reviewed by richard poor	2/20/2011

my dear sister,ive been readin your writes,all i can say is,heart and soul,mitzi,heart and soul with my heart richard




Reviewed by Brenner Whitt	11/4/2010

This one brought me to tears. It was that real.




Reviewed by Regis Auffray	10/30/2010

Harsh and real and honest and thus deeply moving, compelling and meaningful, Mitzi. Thank you for sharing this offering. Love and best wishes to you, Regis




Reviewed by Blondie Clayton	10/21/2010

I love the way you express the hard places in life, the acts of desperation, evoking visions of familiar foods,wine and wic kind of throwed me of as to what was really going on. Interesting write.




Reviewed by Kenny Moon	9/18/2010

Suffering sharpens our insight into the nature of life. But every road has a turning as the song says, and we appreciate the good times all the more once we've come through the dark hard times.




Reviewed by Barbara Terry	8/19/2010

I echo what Felix said. But this only touches on the hard times that are behind the words you have written here. I understand hard times, difficult times, times when a person felt like ending it all. I have been through those hard, difficult and end of life times. You have painted a very sad picture here, but then life is a sad event in any case. Thank you for sharing. May the Lord Bless you, and those whom you love, and be with you always, and walk by your side. With love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth, & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your little den sister Barbie.




Reviewed by Don Juan Amante	8/10/2010

your bring the hard times to life with such a pure voice.




Reviewed by Ronald Hull	8/1/2010

Precious words, vividly written. Ron




Reviewed by richard cederberg	7/28/2010

Mitzi ... you always touch a nerve in me. Your piece evokes many feelings. Blessings to you poetess ... Peace and imagination ... richard




Reviewed by David Hightower	7/28/2010

Mitzi - The sorrow and tragedy of what life can be like is jolting in this poem. Children especially deserve protection so they can have those days of innocence to remember. Whatever God meant life to be, it wasn't for it to be easy. That last line resonates, filling those precious things so so precious things - David




Reviewed by Felix Perry	7/28/2010

Such sadness with memories of doing what had to be done. this is so in your face reality and Mitzi you allow others to see your pain and feel the sadness you feel... fee