a thank you letter


to my hair, 

for being true to itself

when I was not. for withstanding all the 

heat, and still finding its way back

to curly. 

thank you 

for taking up space

when I am too afraid to. 

for forcing me to act confident 

until it wasn’t an act anymore. 

thank you 

for being unapologetic and bouncy, 

for making me smile with your ringlets, 

for have a life of your own when

I am too tired of mine. 

thank you

for helping me learn to 


who I am and where I come 


for being an ode to my his

tory, for wearing it


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