// Elbow Deep//

Elbow deep in writing about a creative exploration of my feelings around black womanhood leads to many things

  • bouncy happiness at black opera singers
  • a deep DEEP respect for a good twerk
  • a need to femme it up like no one has ever remmed before( can one do HIGH hard casual natural afro future femme when one does not like bright colors all that much must investigate)
  • a deep desire to study martial arts again
  • motivation for working out
  • a blinding rage at any discussion of femininity about why people might not like Zoe/Lana/Katy around well it’s your dislike of WOMEN !!!!! judge mc judgey pants that doesn’t feature oh a MENTION of how much being white factors into this and the backhanded seriousness paid to the ” oh rich girl shit” . Yeah no class matters, how one experiments with class and race matters ( Hi Katy Perry) and how you are allowed to get away with such experiments MATTERS a lot in ADDITION to the fact that women fighting ( at least to me) in a lot of these discussions are CLASS power disagreements that poorer white women aren’t allowed to expressed socioculturally for fear of being labeled “catty”.
  • which makes me go back read about the jugaloos things and get even angrier
  • love being black
  • wanna walk right up into the next conversation about mixedness  slap down my 3-4 country/race background and go ” I’m mixed race , Colonization made up my entire country from a mix of rape , genocide, and commercial exploitation, please factor that in when you talk about our glorious mixed race future and how it will heal the world”
  • Hug someone fiercely hen they hear you are ONLy one thing you can only be one thing. Because of what that means their saying ABOUT the above. We’re real people , really here