R.S.V.P.: How a Detroit Girl Made Love's a - List

By Tia DeShay

R.S.V.P. How a Detroit Girl Made Love's A List is an invitation. I invite my readers to attend the most anticipated event of the season: the love life of Tia DeShay.

R.S.V.P. tells the story of my on again, off again affair with this thing called love. R.S.V.P. exposes me and puts me in an emotionally transparent space that I needed to occupy in order to heal.

It is my hope that in my healing, you discover your healing. In my words I want you to hear your voice. I want my poetry to inspire you and instill in you the confidence to love fearlessly and without regret.

Decide today that when Love sends you an invitation, you will not mark the envelope, Return to Sender, but instead, you will ask yourself, What am I going to wear?

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Sep 19, 2011
• ISBN: 9781456799601

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© 2011 by Tia DeShay. All rights reserved.

No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means without the written permission of the author.

First published by AuthorHouse 09/8/2011

ISBN: 978-1-4567-9964-9 (sc)

ISBN: 978-1-4567-9960-1 (ebk)

Library of Congress Number: 2011915741

Printed in the United States of America

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Contents

The Love Life of Tia DeShay

Don’t Try This at Home Without Adult Supervision

My Life

Black Girl Moment

The Shero Myth

Love’s Hangover

The Clock is Ticking

Editor’s Note

My Love

Who is Poetry?

Poetry

Soldier of Love

Love’s Hangover

Space is Limited

Star Light, Star Bright

Love’s Hangover

The Peach Room with the White Trim

Love’s Hangover

Rape

Love’s Hangover

For a Good Time, Call…

Flip Side

Love’s Hangover

Page Me

I Dig My Brotha’s

Phone Tag

Love’s Hangover

The Side Chick Soliloquy

The Betrayal

The After Party

A Place Called Us

He Is

Genesis 2:23—

The Beginning of Us

Giving Credit Where Credit is Due

Such A Name Dropper

Additional Faces and Places

For my Mother:

Essie Mae Lockett

(June 9, 1953-November 16, 2009)

There was so much I wanted to ask you, but fear paralyzed you in so many ways and operated in your life through so many people.

Although I’m left to tell my story without you, it is a honor that God is using me to give birth to what was inside you from the very beginning: courage.

If only you believed in yourself long enough to see it.

Disclaimer: The events, people, and experiences depicted are based on my emotional interactions and point of view. They are not meant to evoke shame or conviction. They are simply my memories translated on paper.

Who can find a virtuous wife? For her worth is far above rubies. Charm is deceitful and beauty is passing, but a woman who fears the LORD, she shall be praised. Give her of the fruit of her hands, and let her own works praise her in the gates.—Proverbs 31:10, 30-31

(NKJV Bible)

"Love never gives up.

Love cares more for others than for self.

Love doesn’t want what it doesn’t have.

Love doesn’t strut,

Doesn’t have a swelled head,

Doesn’t force itself on others,

Isn’t always me first,

Doesn’t fly off the handle,

Doesn’t keep score of the sins of others,

Doesn’t revel