When did you realize you were a quirky black girl?
when bamboo earrings weren't as important to me as saving trees, when expressing myself in conversation as well as i did in writing became paramount, when my mom told me i spoke spanish in my sleep, when i realized i identified more with audre lorde than any of the cosby kids. when i sat someone down and explained to them that without the acute accent, they were in essence misspelling my name.
What does "quirky" mean to you?
it means fully and unabashedly human. okay with eating what you want, the way you want, when you want. wearing clothes that make you feel good, no matter who wants to talk shit. loving yourself. wholly.
What does "black" mean to you?
it means a pan-african term of inclusion of all children of the african diaspora. it means holding onto what we can through the changes made by colonialism and capitalism. it means home.
What does "girl" mean to you?
my inner child, her inner child, your inner child. the active dreamers in each of us who is a woman, be she bio or trans.
What kind of quirky things do you like to do?
eat popcorn with nutritional yeast, garlic powder, cayenne pepper, oregano and olive oil. burn exorbitant amounts of incense. wear mismatched earrings.
How do you embrace your quirky?
i live it to my fullest ability. daily. i listen to the music i want, whenever i want. even when i'm broke i make time/ space for a decadent meal. i wear pants and dresses, i wear tights with sandals, i believe in listening to babies, and i live for cuddling.
What does your ideal quirky black girl world look like?
it would look like us being our whole selves without pause, apology, or interference from those who would dare be against us.
i used to check every day.
probably because i blog elsewhere and i'm a twitter fanatic i don't feel quite as compelled to partake. but i know better.
i have community to build.
there's work to be done.
i'm here, though.