"Dear Internet, Signed Black Feminist Theory" I know i have existed long before you, but I have a favor... or two To ask I need you to spread me like dandelion seeds Across your numerous feeds I need- A place to gather my thoughts My probing questions My hopes and my fears because here- lies Black women Wholly and authentically Here they can be seen Intersectionally. All Black and equally parts woman A simultaneous experience- Existence. signs Kimberle Crenshaw For a single categorical axis can't context this That is what she foresaw A shame it would be to erase her name But not at all surprising For all the climbing Black women have done That glass ceiling keeps them from rising Left out of Feminism and Anti-racism alike Structures must be completely broken to understand their plight For then all Black people will remain men And all women are white sign bell hooks These names don't make it to the history books so look- Are you up for the task? To strip away the mask- that Black women have been ascribed or maybe the veil they wear long before they're wives? No more crowbars for a spine. I need- A place to exist. A place of joy and peace. A place to share my thoughts, hopes, fears, and beliefs. I need a place to be.
Written by: Hailey Frazier















