nonkululeko

i write what i like, and i like everything. the wide eyes of newborns, shining darkness eyes in cocoa cheeks. the flame of struggle. song.

i am africa's child, on tour and daring. what is there to like today?

don't patronize me, don't pretend you understand me. just be brave enough to say what you think, and hear me in return. you might get the hot coil of my tongue, but it'll make you stronger.

most of all, don't make me your "black token". i'm my own person, i'm peculiar and unusual among my people, and i'm not going to try to speak for them. honestly, being in this crazy circus-mirror USA these days makes me long for the scary honesty of the debates back home -- where a lot of realities that seem vague to people here are stark and unavoidable.

but that's why you're lucky to have me, i guess. you think i'm fierce? hah!