black women breathe flowers, too.
just because
we are taught to grow them in the lining of our
quiet (our grandmothers secret).
does not mean
we do not swelter with wild tenderness.
we soft swim.
we petal.
we scent limbs.
love.
we just have been too long a garden for sharp
and deadly teeth.
so we
have
grown
ourselves
into
greenhouses.
–greenhouses
nayyirah waheed, salt.
Beautiful.
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Thanks!
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๐๐๐๐
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So beautiful ๐
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Beautiful. Happy International Women’s Day!
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Thank you! Speaking of amazing women, how’s your wife? I finally sent her a postcard. I’m sorry it took so long. I couldn’t get into the email account to retrieve the address and I refused to change the password. [I knew I’d remember it eventually].
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Breathtaking.
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Yes. Those words. Wow.
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I love this
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Beautiful. Every day it is important to celebrate Women
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Yes. Agreed!
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Loved this โค !
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Me too!
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“The lining of our quiet” says it all.
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Yes! That is an exquisite [and telling] line!
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So beautiful.
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I love her poetry! I also love Yrsa Daley-Ward’s work.
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Me too! Salt usually travels with me daily. I’ll check out YDW! Thanks!
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