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Written By Tya Saunders

I started life with 3 golden beacons 

They each told me my fortune 

1 said "you'll be smart" 

2 said "you'll be strong" 

And 3 said "you'll be my one and only" 

I grew with 3 kicks to my head 

I fell 6 feet into the mud 

The 3 gave me each a 

Kiss 

Kiss 

Kiss 

On top my head 

"Now get up and try again" they said. 

I traveled across 3 lands with my second golden beacon each worst than the last 

I saw my beacon dim before my eyes but only for a second 

The first gold beacon disappeared 

Its light hadn't warmed me in a while 

I wonder where it could be... 

The third beacon... 

Has been shining and shooting stardust over my wishes and wants 3 sang and 

shined 

shined 

shined 

So bright I got annoyed with her bursts 

She demanded that I see and obey and learn 

I couldn't see what was out there in my future 

I begged 3 to let me see 

But she shone brighter 

then there was a 

Pop 

Pop

Pop 

1 and 2 reappeared 

Brighter than ever 

Renewed 

1 said "you are smart" 

2 said "you are strong" 

And I said "I am her one and only"

Tya Saunders

I am a passionate storyteller using elements of horror and madness to show the real psyche of black women and girls who are suppressed by all elements of society. I delve deeply into the genre of black southern gothic, using primarily prose and poetry to convey the swampy South that is Florida. I was born and raised in Tampa, Florida, and my heritage originated in Belle Glade, Florida. I now reside in Bradenton, Florida, where I am an adjunct professor teaching English 101 and a Librarian Assistant for the county library. I handwrite all my material, and I love every aspect of my pen going against the grain of paper. I love mysteries and researching things that are not meant to come to light, but they need to.

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