She’s a soft black girl
She cries almost everyday
Her emotions are her strength
Her tears carry her deepest hurts and fears
As they fall she is healing
She rebukes the notion that she can only exist in one way
Because she is also a strong black girl
And one can’t exist without the other
Her softness gives way to strength and her strength gives way to softness
She loves adventure and adrenaline
She loves all things cozy and gentle, and all things steady and rigid
She loves quality time and rest
She loves the speed of the city and the slowness of the country
Every black girl I’ve known is a soft black girl
Its just that sometimes soft black girls have to hide because it is possible to be too soft in an environment where you are not safe.
So, when she shows you both her softness and strength – honor that, it’s magic.