SassyStephB Poetry

Diri kole ak sos pwa nwaadd yon ti sos zonyonthat will take you far. It fills your belly to the brim especially with a side of fried snapper or chicken. Listen…Arroz con gandulez?!honey, pass me a spoonI want to tasteI love the food that we make. A Caribbean plate with manyok, and akra fried to perfectionBacalaitos, maduros and bananFriend, I am on my way in a full on run. Add a little sazon so I...

I’m going sailing todayI knew I had to find a way to kiss my fears goodbye. So rather than cry, I chose a boat. Something small, with a room down below. So if a storm camewe could wait it out somewhere safeThis is not on a row boat on a gentle streamBut this life feels like a dream. Walking the dock in the summer heat Looking down at my feet carrying me to a new opportunity. The boat is right in f...

The world is my place to walk on waterFaith never yieldingThough dark nights may arise,I know I will still fly along side the one who rescued me His eyes are bright like fire a blazehis face shines in gloryI am amazed that he loves me. Every moment I believe that he is here with me, that I can hear his voice in everything, from a tiger’s growl to a bird’s song. I know he is the one I’m hearing fro...

Every good boy does fineuntil he starts to play with your mindfeeding you lines then asking for spacemeasure for measure he plays in your face. playing you like the keys of a grand pianountil you tell him he has got to go. Then he changes his tune. but this rhythm bring blues and you just can not continue. You know what comes next as he modulates up a stepasking to move in cause he just can’t be a...

Once upon a time,you underestimated me. I cared so deeply— just wanted you to seethe kind of person I could be. So I worked really hardand hoped that would be enoughfor you to finally accept me. But one day, I woke the f**k up. And realized: I could fill my own cup. So I turned all that effort inward. And showing up for me became its own reward. Now, I don’t feel the need to prove you wrong. Becau...

I saw the sand and thought it was the desertBut I was on the beachI ran towards the waterand that is what healed me. Get full access to Learning with Stephanie Benoit at bennieonthejets.substack.com/subscribe

I still pine for youI want you outside my doorlike John Cusack with a boombox above your headdeclaring your loveBut then I’m remindedthat your bucket wasn’t big enoughto hold all I offered So, I let a single tear drop and went back to tending to my flowerscause I know they will grow for me. Get full access to Learning with Stephanie Benoit at bennieonthejets.substack.com/subscribe

Whenever I think about youI envision a celebrity death match type feud In the ring I grab you by your eye sockets and pull your body in half,And laugh as I watch your guts spill out. No doubt it would be a gruesome fight. The audience cheering at your plight. A cheese grater, a dynamite. A bowling ball dropped from a ridiculous height. The cartoon revenge montage that ends with you bandaged upwith...

Make love to me again the way that you did when you thought it was our last time. The way you kissed me, the way you stared into my eyes, The whispers of I love you as you said goodbye.as I lay between your thighs. That last time together, with you on top of me, rocking your hips rhythmically, with your groans of pleasure coming in from a deep place. whispering thank you as I came with you. We lay...

My want song My want song has slipped into a whisperAs life continues to beat me downI dared to desire more than what was offered to meAnd now I’m crying endlessly. Wishing I had never got to see what I could be and who I could be. I wish I had never had the audacity to think it could be me. Maybe if I accept that the life I want will only ever be fiction. I will be more willing to settle for what...

I dream of you dying each night, and the truth is, it makes me happy. It is the best dream that I have. I genuinely feel glad. Every night, I close my eyes and see myself standing over your embalmed bodyI’m gleeful and satisfied that you finally died. Til death do us part, I repeat. Smiling happily. That is sabbath to me. I later see myself in a bright yellow sundress attending your funeral. Laugh...

I am a chef of love. I nightly make him feasts. I cover him in kissesAnd I work to tame his beast. He is a hungry dragon seeking to devourNothing can quench his hunger. He takes, and he takes, and he takes until the kitchen is emptyThen he yells at me for not providing a bigger feast. So, I do. More love, more grace, more food. turning up the temperature so he can feel my warmth, but still he isn’...

He was really cute. I met him on Bumble, too. His 6-foot frame and his lips were insaneI did NOT control myself that day. One week later, we were throughA lie was his excuseI’m 21 he said, when his verified profile said 28.I accepted what he saidI wasn’t going to fight. He said he couldn’t do it And I said, “Alright “I blocked his number that very night. I see him around the neighborhood. He still...

I know your full name. I know when you were born and how many siblings you have. I know what kind of car you drive and the things that make you laughI know your favorite color and what makes you mad. Though you never told me. The perk of your celebrity. I can go to see La morenita in peace, but you can’t. I can hike Montserrat on a whim, but you, you need a plan. I can go camping anywhere. You wil...

Sometimes I forgetthat I’m a wild one. I am the sun. I don’t want your cages, your chains,Or your little handcuffs. I’ve had more than enoughof that stuff. I’m just a birdwho loves to fly free. In this story, all things revolve around me. Main character energy. Sometimes I forgetthat I’m the brilliant one. I am the sun. Are you the moon? You seem to shine so brightly—but maybe you’re justreflectin...

Soy feliz. No es un error. Yo puedo ser lo que yo quiero serTengo la capacidad para decidir que la felicidad es mi porciónPor eso, en el bueno y el malo, soy feliz. Get full access to Learning with Stephanie Benoit at bennieonthejets.substack.com/subscribe

How dare you enjoy your life? How dare you have a smile behind your eyes? How dare you wear bright colors like a Lisa Frank poster? Don’t you understand that your depression and your sadness make me feel whole? It makes me feel powerful to pop your balloons and draw out your tears. How dare you believe you are worthy of anything other than what I’m willing to give? It makes me happy when you cry....

Addictive. That’s what he called me. Not smart, not funny, not beautifulAddictive. He simply could not leave me alone. not because he liked me, but because of compulsion.a lack of self-control.a strong, irresistible need or dependence, as though I am a substance, something to be experienced or consumed and not loved or desired. That didn’t warm my heart in the way he might Addictive, like a drug?...

I see you in the field of dreamsLeave me be. Stop calling me. Each night, with your right hand and the KY JellyWhispering my name repeatedlyTrying to manifest me. You beg the universe to have me back. Envisioning me at your doorcutting you some slackYou call out my name, tell the angels my claim to fameAnd that you need me in your bed again. It’s driving me insane. I don’t want to play your gameYo...

So, you know we aren’t playing the same game. They are trying to play hangman. It’s not Battleship or Guess Who that we like to play. It’s dominoes, spades, and a little kompa, that’s how we spend the day. We are playing Words with Friends, clear definitions. Some things only hold meaning for us, and they will never understand. Why? Because they aren’t from our homeland. They hear jungle, we hear...

The language of griefhas lingered on my lipslonger than I ever wanted. It crawls from the deepest darkest parts of me, screaming for peaceinto eternity. Get full access to Learning with Stephanie Benoit at bennieonthejets.substack.com/subscribe

I love youBecause you are beautiful That is reason enough Get full access to Learning with Stephanie Benoit at bennieonthejets.substack.com/subscribe

In 2007, I had the audacity to think Toby Love might be into me. It was a Myspace catfish that eventually birthed the screen name that you see. I saw him in concert the day before, and I wanted to know about his tour. The person running the account was mean. Said awful things to me. Sassy, Sweet, Sad, Spicy. There were 4 small photos of me. Each with a different face and a different mode. I repair...

I was fired that day. I missed my Uber along the way. I walked home in the rain. I decided to pray. The aim felt like it was to humiliateI felt defeated. And I was heated And I called out to you and pleadedthat you would open a door I got home, took off my shoes and cried on the floorClothes still wetAs I pondered on what was next. You said to me, “ if you surrender, you will see the best of my ab...