home. four letters that make one word. yet, it brings such heaviness to my heart to hear for home is
I am fat. I am also a brown girl. And I am in love. Growing up, my physical appearance was
Being a brown daughter carries such weight. It holds shackles, it leaves burdens on the shoulders of daughters who only
this is for you. the women who have carried pain, silently, timidly, swallowing it like bile over and over again.
do not ask me why i stayed, ask him why his love had to see me burn and break. ask
Men can never take accountability for their own actions. A woman being raped? Her fault. A woman being cheated on?
There is this romanticization of brown women being soft. Being forgiving, being understanding. We have always been taught to forgive,
I recently just ended a two year relationship. My safe relationship. We were happy, for the most part. We were
I am just going to say it. I don’t know how to embrace my sensuality, my sexuality, my womanhood. I
This is for the woman who gave birth to me. Do you remember? The way your belly swelled with my