Brown Girl: Decolonized

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Believing in Superstitions

When I was younger, my mom often told me that the mole on my foot meant that I’d always be wandering. “Maybe you’ll be running off to distant lands, always in search of the next adventure.” I never thought anything of this as a young girl. But as I grew older, I gradually became superstitious, which has urged me to reflect on the meaning of the mole on my foot. 

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I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.
Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day
I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.

Pablo Neruda (via observando)