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my hair is your obsession because it's ***** it's curly it's exotic it's ethnic i wrap it up because it's fallen out and you call me aunt jemima i wrap it up because it's damaged and you call me carmen miranda you taped a photo on my desk how about i tape a photo to your desk? compare you to every white person you remind me of touch your hair every day and point out your split ends your bald spots your imperfections and send you a photo of the whitest white woman and say, this is you; you are her your ignorance fascinates me and yet i'm not allowed to say **** i sit in my chair and i let your micro aggressions build up into volcanoes that make me want to erupt on your fantasy island where all white is all right and all black is all nap and latinas serve your tequilas you always want to put your ******* fingers where they don't belong you believe your simple gestures are innocent but you're wrong
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Jan 25, 2017
Jan 25, 2017 at 6:38 PM UTC
my hair; your obsession
my hair is your obsession because it's ***** it's curly it's exotic it's ethnic i wrap it up because it's fallen out and you call me aunt jemima i wrap it up because it's damaged and you call me carmen miranda you taped a photo on my desk how about i tape a photo to your desk? compare you to every white person you remind me of touch your hair every day and point out your split ends your bald spots your imperfections and send you a photo of the whitest white woman and say, this is you; you are her your ignorance fascinates me and yet i'm not allowed to say **** i sit in my chair and i let your micro aggressions build up into volcanoes that make me want to erupt on your fantasy island where all white is all right and all black is all nap and latinas serve your tequilas you always want to put your ******* fingers where they don't belong you believe your simple gestures are innocent but you're wrong
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Jan 25, 2017
Jan 25, 2017 at 6:38 PM UTC
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