Diani Lucas

That’s So Diani

by Diani Lucas

I am independent and broken I wonder what life has planned for me I hear the sound of the fresh breeze singing in my ear like wind chimes in the air singing I see my grandmother’s beautiful soul in the sky telling me to never give up on what I love. I want to be happy like the happiest kid on Earth getting candy I am independent and broken

I pretend I’m a pretty princess who runs in a flower field escaping her castle with her charming prince. I feel like a feather falling to the ground as it gives up on trying to fly away again I touch my uncle's hand, hoping for some guidance to survive this cruel world I worry about when it’s my turn to leave this Earth for good or worse. I cry because I'm not happy with what my life has turned into and how I grew as a person I am independent and broken

I understand I mess up at certain points in life, it’s a mistake

I’m human I say I promise to find my purpose in life and why I was brought on this earth I dream about my success and wonder if it will ever work for me I try to act okay when I’m not like parents on a Monday morning I hope I'll be happy one day like the best man at his bro’s wedding But, I am independent and broken.

The Life of Ms. Lucas

by Diani Lucas

I am from messy clothes and sheets everywhere. From getting yelled at to then getting spoiled. I am from wooden floors to the smell of dinner cooking every night. The lights flicker from my grandma as she gives us a sign she is always near I'm from a great Thanksgiving and Christmas every year From my mom's side to my dad's side. I'm from celebrating my grandma's passing to crying about how she's gone too soon.

I'm from "Don't touch that, Diani" and "What do you wanna eat." And "Good morning, Mr. Walker." I'm from wearing the same shirts as my family. I'm from Brooklyn and New York.

I'm from chicken and macaroni. From seeing a ghost outside the glass window about how he had a hat and red glowing eyes. From seeing ashes of my ancestors around my grandma's house. I'm from hiding presents under my bed and lights and mirrors all around my wall. I'm from the memory of my lost loved ones in my heart.