Like most of the experiences from my childhood, I don’t remember where I was when I heard the song or the name of the song, but I know the lyrics and why they stuck with me:
I see you dreamin’
Your dreams gonna save us all.
Tasha’s song is an ode to black girls, lamenting all they do for their communities at such young ages, how they already deserve rest, how even their dreams are revolutionary.
I’ll be 20 years old in October. I’ve spent all of my 19 years so far on my first book, Graphite, an ode to…
“I thought you was older. So mature for your age.”
— General Adults
As a shorty, I was always hit with the notion that I was “growing up too fast.” This could be my walk, becoming a “switch.” Or pop, lock, and dropping my Laffy Taffy at family functions, asking for attention. Here I am thinking that MFs love me.
I was old enough to understand that I was growing titties and all the women in my family thick, so of course an ass is coming. My mother loves to dance. My aunt was a fashion designer. And my other…
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