Amber Upson

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When I rub cocoa butter into my skin, I remember the warmth of my mother’s hands when she used to tell me to get all the hidden spots—behind my ankles and around my knees. The memories of her care for my body are a reminder of the care my body deserves.
I'm Still Here: Black Dignity in a World Made for Whiteness
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