The Journey

It’s time to do the math. Life spent focused on the wrong path We reach with hungry hands working to satisfy societies demands. Rewarded only with oppression from the endless pursuit of perfection Sadly, we’ve readily enlisted to fulfill standards that never should have existed Losing focus on why we were placed on this Earth

Naturally Me

The ever growing extension of me coiling wild, healthy, and free The way it was intended to be. Naturally me. What you’re getting is what you see. Beautifully, genuinely, intensely, naturally me. I love me enough not to wear parts from another’s anatomy Satisfied with the color, texture, and length that God gave me. Forgive

Another Natural Hair Poem

I came across this poem in a book I was reading last  year, The Color Complex. I came across it again and wanted to share it with my fellow natural hair lovers. Enjoy! “To those of my sisters who kept their naturals. Never to look a hot comb in the teeth. Sisters! I love you because you

Untitled: A Natural Hair Poem

The “me” I once hated is now the “me” that I embrace from my expressive cheekbones to the beautiful nose spread across my face. A head full of tiny curls once called unmanageable and wild were always a mystery to me ever since I was a child. One day curiosity got the best of me