Oh father, black boy joy exists and it does not need to be stolen from the belly of black women.

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Purple blush
Poetry''Everything you did to me, I remember. Mama, I made it out of your home alive, raised by the voices in my head. '' -Warsan Shire, Extreme girlhood
Allfather
Oh father, black boy joy exists and it does not need to be stolen from the belly of black women.