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Apr 2019
They mocked her
And called her
Professor Big nose
That God refused to shape
her into identity
And woe to the woman
With non-existent eyebrows
They have shunned
her like the weak
Browed witches before her
Ain't sanctified with charmed
pendants like that
Exciting the fates in the
unseen ghosts
Ugly woman with the
Honey-glow and deep ancient eyes
lips too big and natural
They must be the flaw of her existence
She was too black for black
And too much of her as She
Tanisha Jackland
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Tanisha Jackland  111/F/is still getting old.
(111/F/is still getting old.)   
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     --- and Graff1980
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