Sarah

“And despite my feelings telling me otherwise, I will honor your bullshit. Under that weird eyeliner and your heavy metal hair, you are but a smallness, he goes. A white trash smallness. And your white trash smallness is holy too. I honor the place in your white trashness where the whole of the universe resides, Jeanie. I honor your cheap darkness because it holds the true light. And I honor and celebrate my Black fat fuckness and I ask that you honor it too. It holds a transgenerational memory of luminous suffering, of pain there is no existing language for. It’s a pain that saturates and a pain that embraces, and so I embrace you, Jeanie! I embrace you and I celebrate you and I collapse the distance between us until there is only light.”
― Holly Wilson, Kittentits