I wish someone had told me that black is beautiful .
I wish someone had told me my curly hair is beautiful, before I had tried relaxers and hot combs.
I wish someone had told me “thick madam” was not an insult, before I tried to ‘fit’ into their definition of beautiful.
I wish someone had told me black is beautiful before I had tried to change the very essence of my being.
You see I didn’t know that a black girl is magic. That she is made from gold dust, coco butter, dark chocolate and the strength of a thousand moons . That her skin isn’t burnt; the stars just live a little closer to her.
Dear black girl,
Wear your curls like a crown and embrace everything that is considered flaw. From your fat nose to your full lips. Thick thighs, tiger stripes and booty dimples.
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