Added February 18, 2015

My mother tells me to fix my hair. And by “fix” she means straighten. She means whiten.

Poem
Hair
Elizabeth Acevedo
Released 2012 Poem
Older Dear You, The body you are wearing used to be mine. The scar on the inner left thigh is there because I fell out of a tree and impaled my leg at the age of nine.
Newer I am making this statement as an act of wilful defiance of military authority, because I believe the war is being deliberately prolonged by those who have the power to end it.

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