After Birth
“So I decided to give my attitude a switch, / Look at myself every day and give that girl a kiss; / No more over-analyzing the tiny flawed bits, / I’m reminding myself that I’m still the shit!”
The Fear of Letting Go
Our parents have good intentions, but what happens when fear is masked as protection?
Punishment
Dissected, chopped and carved, like a butcher’s plaything / I am repeatedly punished everywhere I reside.
"I need to see my own beauty and to continue to be reminded that I am enough, that I am worthy of love without effort, that I am beautiful, that the texture of my hair and that the shape of my curves, the size of my lips, the color of my skin, and the feelings that I have are all worthy and okay."
— Tracee Ellis Ross