On How to Seize Black Girl Joy
Since the beginning of our existence in this world, black women have had to bear the brunt of life’s trials, the trials that are no respecter of color or creed, and then some; the “then some” being the trials that we uniquely face as black women; the ones hellishly tailor-made to target us, and we have dealt with it, with perfectly arched backs and an upheld chin, we have dealt with it, and have chosen to be beautiful in spite of it.
It has become necessary, with all these trials, to speak our own joy into existence; to snatch it, because no one will willingly hand joy to us.
Alysia Harris knows what’s up.
Check out her poem, “No Poems Inside the Victorian House,” below.
By: Danielle Dixon
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