I put them on for you, / for I had had enough of you. / Your belittling, demeaning and condescending heart / had torn mine into two - / hate and hate in abundance. / / My big girl panties / felt comfortable and fitting / even though I hadn't tried them on before. / It's as though mama sowed them for me… sign in to read more »
They are not dirty Klein Missus, / They are black, like the rest of my body. / My face, my legs and my breasts - that's black. / Not like you quipped the other day: / As black as sin; as black as a thief; as black as a killer. / Not like how your ancestors taught: / Black as night. / / These hands have… sign in to read more »
There are no black people in the swimming pool / She couldn't wait to put it on, / her new pink dot dress and matching pink dot shoes. / It was a big moment for Suzie, / The day she had been waiting for, for a long, long time. / / She was going to the public swimming pool in Hyde Park, / right in the… sign in to read more »
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