BlackLatina
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My mother.
The curls of her hair
a mystery we could never find the end of
with various ringlets
creating a spongy wall around her head.
My black mother
I am fresh off the boat but I was born here and I'm looking for a place with my type of acceptance
Of a girl with an afro and a bindilost and confused a muse to racists
Yes. I am Cuban and Puerto Rican.
Yes. I am Black.
To deny either one would be to deny who I am and where I come from.
Skin like Brown Sugar. Thick curly hair.
Yes. I am a Black Latina.
