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A brown skinned girl

I made my Animoji the other day

And I felt satisfied

seeing myself winking a buldgy bubbly wink

But it wasn’t until my friend

This man

Judged me for the way I made her look

“Whaaa? Why the frick does it look like this? Are you trying to be darker?”

I sink in my seat

“You wanna sing brown skin girl so bad. Do you wanna be darker?”

I can’t respond.

“It’s okay, I wanna be darker too.”

But that’s not what I said.

That’s not how I felt.

It took me awhile to embrace the skin that I was in.

In 1st grade I asked my teacher how to spell Carmel, chocolate, and butterscotch

I wanted to know all my delectable choices

I wanted to find the sweet spot that described me just right.

Rich and full of healthy coco goodness.

But as I grew people assumed I was mixed.

Milk + chocolate.

Maybe cookies and cream.

I was definitely called an Oreo, and at the time it made sense.

But I am mixed with my mom and my dad.

Dark Chocolate

And butterscotch.

And rich combination.

I thought I was cute because other people found my skin and curls desirable.

But they didn’t find me desirable just my lightly coated exterior.

One summer I was working hard and someone spotted me from not to far and they said ,

“Briana is that you? Damn you got crispy! I didn’t even recognize you.”

I was hurt.

I got use to the comfort I found in the hungry eyes of others.

But only when i was looked at as a delectable 9/12 months of the year.

In the summer I baked, and it shifted the way I was received.

I moved One summer, and was told that I couldn’t claim the end of the spectrum I thought I belonged on.

“You can’t be light skin. This dude is light skin. Your brown”

I said

it’s summer.

I’m tan.

it’ll fade.

Itll... fade....

My desirability will grow when my tan fades

Don’t worry

I might be a little over done now, but find me on display in the winter, you’ll see I’ll be just right for the picking.

How awful did that self loathing taste.

It took another mans validation for me to embrace my tan.

“Your not crispy, your glowing”

Your right I am

For the first time I got sum burned,

But that nap under the sun was truly worth it,

Because all the light I absorbed in that day,

I exuded over the rest of the summer.

Even though it hurt, I was walking in a skin that felt just right .

I realized that I could also be desirable in all my shades all year round.

But then in a summer of transformation, I started to feel Green.

I danced till my spirit moved,

I leaped, and twirled around the magnetic power that held me together.

Truly I was green until the mirror reminded me otherwise.

Truly I was the air,

Breathing with the sky.

I was so much more then a shade,

I was the light.

I got comfortable with me.

I validated my self , with the pleasure of existences.

The summer I turned green I couldn’t tell you what the rest of the world saw me as, nor did I care.

I WAS FREAKING GREEN!

But I recently stopped dancing.

I recently overfilled myself with things of the world and I’ve lost touch with the colors of my spirit.

So to hear,

“You wanna be brown skin so bad.. “

Felt so uncomfortable.

I have brown skin.

The world will call me black,

And I know that inside I’m green.

But my skin is literally brown.

Regardless what shade my brown takes at this point in time... it’s still brown.

It’s still just skin.

But honestly it just made me want to find myself back to the summer where I discovered I was Greene.

I wanna keep losing myself in the vibrations of the earth.

I wanna know what’s shade I’m in now, tomorrow, and the infinity of beyond.

Is it green?

or have I shifted to a saturated burgandy?

I wonder if I’ve got polka dots hidden under my layers of rich rich red.

There’s only one way to find out.

Time to deep dive out of the pools of others desires of and into the ocean of divinity that’s contained by this ever shifting brown skin.

God is great

God is good

We thank him Day in and day out

We thank you God

For loving me

I thank you Lord for loving us

You created the heavens and the Earth

You created the sky the moon and the stars

You gave life to human kind

And you gave life to me

Thank you Heavenly Father for choosing me

Thank you for the opportunity to love and to be loved

Thank you for deciding to experience this earth through my eyes

And thank you for never leaving me

Thank you for the warmth

Thank you for for the battles

What I go through I can help someone else with

What I have lived will make ripples in the world

Thank you God

Thank you for not giving me the sprit I’d fear

I can do all things through Christ Jesus who strengthens me

I can do all things because you live in me and you are the great I am

You are all things

You are the almighty and I thank you you

For being love

I thank you for loving everyone around me

Everything around me

Thank you for your grace and mercy

Thank you for the opportunity to share love

Thank you for the heart to help

Thank you thank you

Thank you

Lord and Savior

I love you

I am a slave to your love

And I thank you

For slavery is redefined in your name

You are master for you are the greatest

You created and so you rule

I am not a disciple out of pain or force

But I choose to be loved

Unconditionally, I stand in your light

I stand in your rain because I love the way you rein

Father God I love you

And I love the love that allowed me to love

I thank you over and over

Endlessly

Nothing I could do could ever match what you’ve done .

But I can spend me days worshiping you and doing your work.

Loving because I was loved

Being a blessing because I was blessed

Allowing your light to shine through my vessel

Thank you

For even allowing me to share your light

Thank you for touching many through me

Thank you

Thank

You

Love

I Jesus almighty , all powerful, and ever lasting name

Amen

A family

Asthetic

Ft.

A photobomb

Accept.

Love. Accept. Repeat.

“Souls are funny things. They stay constant even when the outside changes, or when the heart makes mistakes. Souls don’t really care about good or bad, right or wrong — they’re just true.”

— Miranda July

Not too long ago I wrote a ramble about galaxies

I think In a different world I did major in astrophysics

In a different world my surface curiosity was a deep seeded passion

I searched the galaxies for answered to the future and found them

Im my life as Nova Rose Greene

I discovered 12 moons floating in our new galaxy

I found 1 planet

And I named it Waytoz

not for anything specific

But because it sounded good

I also discovered many many black holes

It’s my specialty

I’m the black space lady

I’m the one who made it possible for us to touch stars

I’m the one who paved the way for humans to exist beyond our current ways

I Allowed us to observe parts of the universe we knew nothing about

I pointed us in the right direction

And In another life

It makes the difference

In another life many many young women take to the stars

Many young women travel beyond their blocks, their states, their countries, their worlds

Many young people dream of infinite possibilities

And space gave them the opportunity to discover Beyond the infinite

J’s Milagro, Jean-Michel Basquiat

Medium: acrylic,crayon,wood,metal

https://www.wikiart.org/en/jean-michel-basquiat/j-s-milagro

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