For my ancestors.
When you learn, teach.
To every one of my brown girl friends. I’m sorry. I’m sorry I didn’t fight harder for you to be here, at this conference and in this space with me, getting your soul fed with nutrients to fuel you when the world would rather see you pacified with junk... being loved on by women. Being embraced by you. Surrounded by the reflections, extensions and projections of self, only diverged by time, space, form. There is magic in such a space, that allows you to experience all that you are, have been, and will be, true fucking magic that you are deserving of experiencing.
I’m sorry, it won’t happen again. I owe the women I love more. Next year, we go as we exist, as one.
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