Category: skin
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Embarrassing Journal Post: Get Your Eagle On
I been a dark skin sista all my life. Whether in a afro, locks, relaxed or tightly bound braids. I have spent my days as a black woman through and through. During my youth, I spent many days and nights feeling as though my blackness never matched up to societal norms. Growing up I wasn’t…
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Freight Train
It comes Suddenly goes Screaming At times loud like thunder Then all at once silent Like the grave Doesn’t know etiquette Ignored the notion to behave Like a bass It bellows Like a light It radiants Some call it hard For some it is fast Like peddles on the train tracks They sit still then…
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What you know about that Michigan?
What you know about that Michigan? Take me to the waterAlongside the pierWhere I can see the city lightsNo need to worryNo room to fightJust the feel of ripplesHitting the fingertipsOf my willing handThe glow of the unknownDances off my skinI am hopefulMy heart prays for new dreams againThe darkness goes on for milesBut my…
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Truth = Water
The truth is like water. It can fill a basin and still spill over. It takes many forms. Morphing from fluid to ice. Filling the air with a wet mist that leaves dry skin moist. It is a drink for hydration. It is the washing method of choice. Water cleanses and restores dirty skin. It…
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A Loner Without True Love
One day, the money will turn to ash. Sand will form into glass only to break again. Wet tears will momentarily make dry skin moist. The facades will fade to nothingness. The sex appeal and enthusiasm of youth unexplored will dissipate. Smooth lips will chap. Tight skin may wither like autumn leaves preparing to change…
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Moisture Again
It is spread out in sparse patches over dry land. Growing and waning with drought. Stretching towards a bright sun. The ground cracks and breaks like broken skin touched by burning fire. Balm is needed. A salve could heal it but only rain from the sky above will do. Just like love, water heals and…
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