I would prefer it if you didn’t touch my hair
It’s mine
It’s not yours, what’s wrong with you?Keep your hands to yourself
You don’t have permission to touch my hair, my crown, my identity that keeps me whole
You can look but do not touch,
Do not touch…my hair.
Copyright 2017 P_Rose
Hey reader’s,
I know, I know. I haven’t been consistent…
Life has caught up with me which hasn’t allowed me to post. So, I have been in a whirlwind with writer’s block and procrastination. Always thinking, never writing.
I plan to post on here at least once a week or even twice. But it will be active in the long run.
I had the opportunity to attend a spoken word event last night…let me tell you that it was amazing and courageous for all the attendees to get up on stage and perform their works of art.
It was a real wake up call to actually do this myself and perform to allow the outlet at long last to hear my work.
And I will make this happen before I turn 30. 😊
Copyright 2017 P_Rose
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