When I realized I loved you
it was not romantic
Not flush with pink roses & wine
but rather normal
Rather standing in line at CVS
clutching a four pack of peanut butter cups
& cold medicine
It was a quiet realization
Like checking the weather I was currently standing in
"Huh. It’s a bit warmer
than I would have guessed.”
And they say
“Idk whatever is on the radio”
Run away immediately,they are a murderer and you need to run.
Black women need to start a hashtag #icanbeboth where we post pictures of ourselves with degrees, at graduation, sitting in your office, being successful etc. along side pics of us partying, twerking, dancing, having fun as NORMAL HUMAN BEINGS DO.
Because this idea that you are either a hoe or a sophisticated woman is toxic as hell. It’s a racialized version of the virgin-whore dichotomy. I can be both a sexual being and an role model/educator at the same damn time.