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14 yr old girls don’t count
14 year old girls don’t count

I believe that some of my brothers are misconceived
so I feel it fundamental to share
that mastering the manipulation of the minds of one age level
before moving up to the next will not change the colour of your belt.
it will not get you a shiny badge for all your hard work
it most certainly will not provide a nourishing environment to facilitate
your spiritual growth.

now when i say that 14 year old girls don’t count
i don’t mean to discredit their knowledge

there’s a maturity that comes with having to experience a lot being given so little.

so the 14 years that can’t rule their mother,
expect a car two years later,
introduce someone as their lover when they bring them home for dinner
the ones who become mummies to their baby brothers
and get broomstick bruises on their backs for not taking out the trash
because their mere existence is a reminder that
a) the father left the mother for somebody prettier
b) the mother’s joy was last seen when she became pregnant at sixteen
and by the third child the mother couldn’t get rid of the anger….

these are the 14 yr old girls that i’m speaking of
the 14 yr old girls whose bodies start looking older much quicker
but underneath that hour glass figure
is still a child trying to emulate Beyonce instead of Sade
it’s these girls that don’t need you waving trinkets in their face
trying to convince them than money is an acceptable substitute for love
and in the real world is the better way.

it’s these girls who desperately need a mentor instead of a man

need to experience the innocence of having a boyfriend their own age
instead of seeking affection from men who run from women in their range
because these girls already have to deal with so much
and deserve more than being stuck with
men who can’t tell the difference between
black women who are difficult
and
black women who don’t put up with shit

and wherever you brothers are
you need to get off of it.

you need to get up, brush off your ego
and help me tell these 14 yr old girls to put on more clothes.

if no one was there to show you
let me be the first to assure you
that sometimes being an adult
means that you don’t get to live your life selfishly
and as a part of a community
you have the responsibility to stop seducing 14 yr. old girls
who are still shaping their identities.

Karyl Huggees

Featured Poem:

Sweet sixteen

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I needed a reason for us not to move forward
Stagnation had become our voyageur through time
And in my naïve mind I thought
If we could just keep our slow movement
The seasons would keep passing us by as a couple
So thinking quickly on my feet
Laying on my back
I told him that it was still too new to me.
I confessed that the sass in my speech and the ‘S’ of my hips had been deceiving
At fifteen I did not know where to find the key to unbridle all of my sexual energies
To unlock this treasure chest of tricks needed to please a man
Nearly twice my age and thrice as hungry
“It was still too new to me?”
As he sat up I imagined images of stumbling toddlers and sour green mangoes swirling in his head as he processed the information
He knew then that he could no longer waste his days trying to reclaim his lost youth
I knew that it was because he found no joy trying to relate to the uncertainties and insecurities of mine
We both knew where this was going and from the very first time I accepted a ride home in his car I believe we always had
So moving at the pace I’d become so anxious for
He slowly changed his story from giving me his undying love to merely lending me his affections
And on my sixteenth birthday on my sixteenth birthday
After eleven months and four days of what I believed was holding his heart next to mine for safe keeping I was asked to return it
“It’s still too new to you and I can’t chance you breaking it”

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Biography

good little children are seen and not heard; so HUGGEES spent early performing years more focused on looking pretty and less on speaking up. with a background in folk dance and steelpan, there were many opportunities to glitter across various stages in north america. HUGGEES left a chorus of primary schoolmates in trinidad and tobago to perform with a family band throughout canada and then later spent a year with a touring performing arts company based in seattle. during that transient time HUGGEES soon looked to thoughts for companionship. after winning a few speech art competitions, a personal relationship with poetry began; organizing spoken word events and performing spoken word quickly followed. HUGGEES now cohosts on community radio in both spoken word and caribbean music programming.
this for HUGGEES is the return from a much needed break from the spotlight. while working with under-served families, HUGGEES uses art as a therapeutic recreation tool. the motivation to engage audiences once more, stems from the continual exposure to communal secrets and the commitment to be more open in order to continue needed conversations around healing. there is power in performance.
HUGGEES is determined to be a carton voice, playwright, dohl player and other artistic ventures as breath allows.

Karyl Huggees

Biography

good little children are seen and not heard; so HUGGEES spent early performing years more focused on looking pretty and less on speaking up. with a background in folk dance and steelpan, there were many opportunities to glitter across various stages in north america. HUGGEES left a chorus of primary schoolmates in trinidad and tobago to perform with a family band throughout canada and then later spent a year with a touring performing arts company based in seattle. during that transient time HUGGEES soon looked to thoughts for companionship. after winning a few speech art competitions, a personal relationship with poetry began; organizing spoken word events and performing spoken word quickly followed. HUGGEES now cohosts on community radio in both spoken word and caribbean music programming.
this for HUGGEES is the return from a much needed break from the spotlight. while working with under-served families, HUGGEES uses art as a therapeutic recreation tool. the motivation to engage audiences once more, stems from the continual exposure to communal secrets and the commitment to be more open in order to continue needed conversations around healing. there is power in performance.
HUGGEES is determined to be a carton voice, playwright, dohl player and other artistic ventures as breath allows.

14

Enlarge poem

14 yr old girls don’t count
14 year old girls don’t count

I believe that some of my brothers are misconceived
so I feel it fundamental to share
that mastering the manipulation of the minds of one age level
before moving up to the next will not change the colour of your belt.
it will not get you a shiny badge for all your hard work
it most certainly will not provide a nourishing environment to facilitate
your spiritual growth.

now when i say that 14 year old girls don’t count
i don’t mean to discredit their knowledge

there’s a maturity that comes with having to experience a lot being given so little.

so the 14 years that can’t rule their mother,
expect a car two years later,
introduce someone as their lover when they bring them home for dinner
the ones who become mummies to their baby brothers
and get broomstick bruises on their backs for not taking out the trash
because their mere existence is a reminder that
a) the father left the mother for somebody prettier
b) the mother’s joy was last seen when she became pregnant at sixteen
and by the third child the mother couldn’t get rid of the anger….

these are the 14 yr old girls that i’m speaking of
the 14 yr old girls whose bodies start looking older much quicker
but underneath that hour glass figure
is still a child trying to emulate Beyonce instead of Sade
it’s these girls that don’t need you waving trinkets in their face
trying to convince them than money is an acceptable substitute for love
and in the real world is the better way.

it’s these girls who desperately need a mentor instead of a man

need to experience the innocence of having a boyfriend their own age
instead of seeking affection from men who run from women in their range
because these girls already have to deal with so much
and deserve more than being stuck with
men who can’t tell the difference between
black women who are difficult
and
black women who don’t put up with shit

and wherever you brothers are
you need to get off of it.

you need to get up, brush off your ego
and help me tell these 14 yr old girls to put on more clothes.

if no one was there to show you
let me be the first to assure you
that sometimes being an adult
means that you don’t get to live your life selfishly
and as a part of a community
you have the responsibility to stop seducing 14 yr. old girls
who are still shaping their identities.

Featured Poem:

Sweet sixteen

Enlarge poem

I needed a reason for us not to move forward
Stagnation had become our voyageur through time
And in my naïve mind I thought
If we could just keep our slow movement
The seasons would keep passing us by as a couple
So thinking quickly on my feet
Laying on my back
I told him that it was still too new to me.
I confessed that the sass in my speech and the ‘S’ of my hips had been deceiving
At fifteen I did not know where to find the key to unbridle all of my sexual energies
To unlock this treasure chest of tricks needed to please a man
Nearly twice my age and thrice as hungry
“It was still too new to me?”
As he sat up I imagined images of stumbling toddlers and sour green mangoes swirling in his head as he processed the information
He knew then that he could no longer waste his days trying to reclaim his lost youth
I knew that it was because he found no joy trying to relate to the uncertainties and insecurities of mine
We both knew where this was going and from the very first time I accepted a ride home in his car I believe we always had
So moving at the pace I’d become so anxious for
He slowly changed his story from giving me his undying love to merely lending me his affections
And on my sixteenth birthday on my sixteenth birthday
After eleven months and four days of what I believed was holding his heart next to mine for safe keeping I was asked to return it
“It’s still too new to you and I can’t chance you breaking it”

How does this featured poem make you feel?

  • Amazement (0)
  • Pride (0)
  • Optimism (0)
  • Anger (0)
  • Delight (1)
  • Inspiration (0)
  • Reflection (0)
  • Captivation (0)
  • Peace (0)
  • Amusement (0)
  • Sorrow (0)
  • Vigour (0)
  • Hope (0)
  • Sadness (0)
  • Fear (0)
  • Jubilation (0)

14

Enlarge poem

14 yr old girls don’t count
14 year old girls don’t count

I believe that some of my brothers are misconceived
so I feel it fundamental to share
that mastering the manipulation of the minds of one age level
before moving up to the next will not change the colour of your belt.
it will not get you a shiny badge for all your hard work
it most certainly will not provide a nourishing environment to facilitate
your spiritual growth.

now when i say that 14 year old girls don’t count
i don’t mean to discredit their knowledge

there’s a maturity that comes with having to experience a lot being given so little.

so the 14 years that can’t rule their mother,
expect a car two years later,
introduce someone as their lover when they bring them home for dinner
the ones who become mummies to their baby brothers
and get broomstick bruises on their backs for not taking out the trash
because their mere existence is a reminder that
a) the father left the mother for somebody prettier
b) the mother’s joy was last seen when she became pregnant at sixteen
and by the third child the mother couldn’t get rid of the anger….

these are the 14 yr old girls that i’m speaking of
the 14 yr old girls whose bodies start looking older much quicker
but underneath that hour glass figure
is still a child trying to emulate Beyonce instead of Sade
it’s these girls that don’t need you waving trinkets in their face
trying to convince them than money is an acceptable substitute for love
and in the real world is the better way.

it’s these girls who desperately need a mentor instead of a man

need to experience the innocence of having a boyfriend their own age
instead of seeking affection from men who run from women in their range
because these girls already have to deal with so much
and deserve more than being stuck with
men who can’t tell the difference between
black women who are difficult
and
black women who don’t put up with shit

and wherever you brothers are
you need to get off of it.

you need to get up, brush off your ego
and help me tell these 14 yr old girls to put on more clothes.

if no one was there to show you
let me be the first to assure you
that sometimes being an adult
means that you don’t get to live your life selfishly
and as a part of a community
you have the responsibility to stop seducing 14 yr. old girls
who are still shaping their identities.

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