Jun 4, 2019
My Golden skin is rich with Melanin. My hips and thighs entice you, but it's my heart that invites you to see what it means to be a queen. My braids are my crown hard earned by my ancestors who stood their ground so that I can stand proud. There is no mystery to our history. Only pain that evolved into beauty, strength, and dignity. My brain is filled with knowledge, my lips plump with truth. My sweat drips with the salty determination of a woman of this nation who can and will overcome.