Brown Girls


They come in many forms
Short, tall, curvy, slender,
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful……..

They play, games of the flesh
Sports with no losers, they play
Like tomorrow is far away and bliss is near.
And they give their hearts
For all the wrong reasons – for the giddy
The skewed, the Venn diagram that meets
In the middle in friction, the axis of attraction,
Spinning globes in their temples
And the burn inside the wafer-thin
Crust of melanin. A species of their own.
On their own God-given right.

Brown Girls; they are everywhere
Always beautiful, always full of color
Doing what they do best;

Tanning their unguarded hearts
With brown boys.


Author: meandererworld (Dilantha Gunawardana)

Dr Dilantha Gunawardana is a molecular biologist who graduated from the University of Melbourne. He moonlights as a poet. His poems have been accepted/published in Forage, American Journal of Poetry, Kitaab, Eastlit and Ravens Perch. He mixes science with poetry for a living, when what matters is the expression of both DNA and words into something serendipitous. Although an Australian citizen, Dilantha is domiciled in Sri Lanka, his country of birth.

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