And I'm made to be
a delicacy.
A delectable treat for
the ones with sweettooths,
with a taste for a candy
that will sate them.
And I'm made to be
exotic.
A beautiful body that
is so far outside of the ones
they are shoved.
Something new.
Something different.
And I'm made to be
a rarity.
Like diamond, I'm
expensive and I come
from a mother land
whose valued treasures
were sold off.
Cocoa powder,
from the trees of the
deep Amazon.
Shea butter skin from
the lands of Africa.
Sweet sugarcane from
the Caribbean islands.
I am a delicacy.
Sweetness embodied
and I will give you rotten
teeth if you get too hooked
on me.
YOU ARE READING
daraja [COMPLETED✅]
Poetryfrom the swahili word meaning "bridge." let this connect my queerness to my blackness. let this connect all those that are different. let this connect you to me.