Can never go to far without noticing the blatant discrimination that seems to be present in the natural hair community based on hair textures. This I have never understand isn’t the whole point of going natural to embrace who you are as a person and return to your roots without being told your hair is…
I remember
I remember……I remember being in school been made a class fool, I remember my hair being called picky and nappy just because it wasn’t relaxed damn can we just get to class I remember my eyes being called big bug eyes, by a girl whose eyes were just like mine, I remember my lips being…
Dance of love
Love is the music of his sweet blessing, filled with sweet notes of symphonies, he set the tone of my heartbeat, the rhythm and blues to my soul endlessly dancing in the night, the to the African drums that makes my mind quiver, three sweet words I’ve to deliver…..
Natural hair & me
Sat in the chair of the hairdressers yesterday, getting my hair washed and pressed and was thinking about how far I’ve come in these two short years since I made the decision to go natural. My natural hair journey began in 2013, March of that year I had my last ever relaxer it was the…
Black wombman
Sugar coated lips, brown sugah eyes, smooth rounded hips, and hair, hair that grows up and out, towards the sun like the roots of a tree, they all belong to me, black woman that’s me…….
Soul tied
soul ties, soul bind, his soul became mine, every negative emotion, possessed by a feeling of never ending emptiness, I heard whispers at night, my soul was in flight, trying to out run this bullet….this bullet of broken promises, corrupted from the inside, his thoughts became my own, I lost all control…….
Admired each other from afar, I saw his sweet honey brown eyes undressing my soul, he said he loves my lips the lips of a black woman so sweet and sensual with a slight curve when they lift for her smile, as juicy as a plum dipped in the river Nile, my heart skipped a…
Black girl chronicles 