Mama,these people are trying to pull out my teeth and put a new tongue inside my mouth.
Mama,these eyes refuse to see my beauty,
nobody shout out God's name.
Mama, they have watered down my universe.
YOU ARE READING
Purple blush
Poesia''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
