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.