When I wing my eyeliner, outline my lips, put on my miniskirt and crop top, I am adorning myself with my war paint and armor. Because to you, I am not human. But it’s okay, because to me and to those who understand: I am a goddess.
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For Brown Girls with Sharp Edges and Tender Hearts by Prisca Dorcas Mojica Rodríguez.
