I had the pleasure of writing for [now a word or two]’s “Burden of a Black Woman” series. I wanted to highlight the challenges Black Latinos face in the US, especially as first-generationers. You can always read more on here by clicking the “thoughts and musings” tag. Happy reading!
Originally posted on [now a word or two]:
[ed note: i’m pretty proud of the ‘burden’ series. that people remember it and want to submit their words. it’s NEVER too late and i’ll always share because it’s important. we need to now more than ever before].
here are Amaris’ words.
Let the records show now and forever; I am Black.
No one can ever define my Black; remove my Black, invalidate my Black. Black is not my burden. Black is what I Am.
My burden is in spaces where I am not allowed to individually exist. Where I am expected to “be” Black. Where my Black is a performance art. Where my Black is no longer my own. Where it must be proven or fit into a box. Where it is traded and swapped like a card in an ever-elusive deck. Where my Black is challenged or defined for me.
In spaces where my Black is somehow labeled…
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