This is a preface to my review of "For Colored Girls..." Happy Friday Beautiful Brown People! This piece seemed timely and very poignant today for some reason. So please read and enjoy and have a WONDERFUL weekend!
"...I am not tragically colored. There is no great sorrow damned up in my soul, nor lurking behind my eyes. I do not mind at all. I do not belong to the sobbing school of Negrohood who hold that nature somehow has given them a low-down dirty deal and whose feelings are all hurt about it. Even in the helter-skelter skirmish that is my life, I have seen that the world is to the strong regardless of a little pigmentation more or less. No, I do not weep at the world--I am too busy sharpening my oyster knife---" How It Feels to Be Colored Me, 1928
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