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21 more things = 42

The last post was the 21 things I KNOW at 42. At the end I said I'd consider writing 21 more things to make it 42 in total & then ...


Black Girl Moment

I know I was feeling like I wasn't gon' be able to make it through to post as of...yesterday. Trust, this ain't 'bout to be on nothin' for real. I just have to get this off my chest right quick.

As it relates to many of the Baby Brownins I come in contact with on a daily basis, my heart is breaking for them. Each 1 teach 1 is feelin' a lot like a played out t-shirt slogan & not actually enough to do the wide sweeping rescue that feels so necessary right now. It's not my job, but it feels like it is & I don't know how to turn that off.

I showered with this reverberating between my ears this morning & I still remember it after a very full day of beautiful moments & moments reeking of the feces of bulls.

your self esteem lays
in the street like so much trash
who will pick it up?

If you know a Baby Brownin, pull her close, hug her, tell her she's beautiful & that you love her. & she certainly ain't got to be yours.

A'ight, Imma take this headache back outta this space & go SADDOWN!!

Watch me move.


  1. thanks for sharing my burden...today was a hard one for me with a baby brownie I somehow came to feel repsonsible to help shape but it seems that overly publicized likings of a certain female whore, oops I meant mega star whose name I can not bare to speak and dare not write, holds the sparkle in her eye...sighing

  2. you don't have to write it. this sentiment seems to be widespread (amongst the people i know or am acquainted with). i know of whom you speak & i feel our collective pain & disgust.