I’m Not Curly, I’m Kinky Fluffy

Acceptance of my 4C hair is the greatest love story ever told🤎

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My hair is a proud balance,
shot with dignity and disarray
it has stickability, honor
and has no shame

My Hair can be a clown
messy and “Hey girl”
“Please, child!”
No shame, like I said.

The key to my tropical strands
is sun —
Wet + Sun, equals
Tendrils like cords

To God’s ears —
My ‘fro has a Flow call
Ya know?
Ya know.

Their hair is fine and
Liked,
Popular and managed
while mine is an

empire struggle of
disobedience, but
can be shaped like
clay into slick

baby hairs or
or totem pole
whoville twirls
like Rihanna’s.