I'd hate to be black, whats it like?
I don’t see how u can hate from outside the club , u can’t even get in hahaha
I was consumed by him. That is not love.
Kathleen Neal Cleaver
I have found both freedom and safety in my madness; the freedom of loneliness and the safety from being understood, for those who understand us enslave something in us.
― Kahlil Gibran, The Madman
A woman in harmony with her spirit is like a river flowing. She goes where she will without pretense and arrives at her destination prepared to be herself, and only herself.
Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.
And the selfsame well from which your
laughter rises was oftentime filled with your tears
We build sandcastles in the Serengeti
(Don’t you remember me)
You splashed my face with Nile water
Daughter of Diaspora
You named me, claimed me
Jill Scott. “Do You Remember”.