Arriving at Black Girl Fest. A Love Poem.

 These womxn!

The hair,

the face beats,

the clothes.

Look at how creative they are.

Listen to how smart they are.

How is it possible that all of them are so beautiful, smart and talented?

Like Wow!

and then I realise, even me!

I am these womxn!

-what it feels like to look into the faces of black womxn, to see them, love them and to realise that loving them, is loving you!