And Still I Rise

“They tried to bury us. But they didn’t know that we were seeds” I met an American girl in Mexico. We stayed in contact during the last year, Messaging each other about different topics. But mainly about the situation in the US and with both of us being black and having different things to say…

Men

“What type of men do you like?” “I don’t know. I like wine.”

The voices in my life

Voice „You are unpredictable“ my brother „Always be aware that you are a black woman in a white man society“ my parents “You are not the outcome I have hoped for” my mother “You are my little angel” my grandmother “You are something” a friend “Either people love you or hate you. There is no…

Whisper

Her tongue looked out between her lips And slowly wets first the under and then the upper lip And disappears again in its rightful place While she presses her lips against each other And swallows her saliva She takes an almost unnoticed deep breath   His eyes never left her face Trying hard to give…