I saw a comment/review somewhere when I was adding this book that mentioned that while it was good, it was no longer relevant, that somehow, "we" as a culture had evolved beyond needing these words. I'm not sure who wrote that, but they were wrong. I don't think anyone can evolve beyond being told that they are worthy and valued while still surviving in a society that does neither.
So read the book, feel the words, and stand up straighter for a few hours.
A possible entry for 2021 PopSugar Reading Challenge prompt #34: A book about a social justice issue Also for prompt #35: A book in a different format than what you normally read While I do not consider myself a fan of poetry--especially not this kind of writing style--some parts remind me about issues I also experienced while growing up:
you ask to touch my hair or worse touch it without asking. this is not innocence. this is not ignorance. this is not curiosity. this is the very racist and subhuman belief that you have a right to me. –– i will break your hand. do not ever touch me | every time you touch my hair my ancestors place a curse on you… (mais)
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and she is swimming
in my blood
light-ing and burn-ing
warming and soothing
giving life to
my brown parts.
blessed.
kisses for nayyirah
thank you sister