❝I said yes, this is who I am waiting for. And to come with you I had to bring everything. The dance and the terror. The dead musicians and the hope. And those scars I had hidden with smiles and I don’t know any more tricks. I am really colored and really sad sometimes and you hurt me more than I ever danced outta. Into oblivion isn’t far enough to get outta this. I am ready to die. I couldn’t let you in on it cause I didn’t know. Here is what I have- poems, big thighs and so much love. Will you take it from me this one time? Please, this is for you. I want you to love me, let me love you. I don’t wanna dance with ghosts. I’m finally being real, no longer symmetrical and impervious to pain. I need to be loved and I haven’t the audacity to say where are you and don’t know who to say it to.❞
by Ntozake Shange

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I loved you on purpose /

I was open on purpose /

I still crave vulnerability & close talk…

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by Ntozake Shange, “for colored girls who have considered suicide when the rainbow is enuf”. (via theblacksophisticate)