Writing prompt: When was the last time you loud laughed and it wasn't real?
I ain't faking no laugh for your comfort
Ain't pretending it's funny when it ain't
Them lame jokes drain me
Your boring chit-chat doesn't move me
These smiles, these loud-full-grown-woman-black auntie laughs are acts of survival
These are reserved for my family
For dinner and car rides
Reserved for my best friends
My lover (should I ever have one again)
For my students who crack jokes to connect
Are mine to give.