Diary of a Happy Black Woman

This isn’t an angry face

just because it doesn’t

contain a smile.

 They always stop me

“Why you look so angry”

Is that what you see?

An unhappy me, when I’m thinking

When I’m calm, at peace-

It’s turbulence at sea

Do black women have

the freedom to just be?

Must I be menacing

When I’m just listening

Just breathing

taking it all in

Am I granted

the luxury

given white women

on streets?


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