"Not your erotic, not your exotic"
This is a poem by Suheir Hammad.
I watched this in my Gender, Women and Sexuality class, "Politics of Sex"
It's a very interesting class and we've been focusing on the history of sex and sexuality and how it links to societal norms and politics. Very enlightening although most of the time I just prefer to sit back and listen to the discussions. In one class,we were discussing the obsessive sexualization of women of colour and the "queer" community when a classmate of mine shared this with the class.
Here it is
Don’t wanna be you’re exotic like some dark, fragile colorful bird, imprisoned,
caged in a land foreign to the stretch of her wings
Don’t wanna be your exotic
Women everywhere
Look
Just
Like
Me
Some taller, darker, nicer then me but like me just the same.
Women everywhere carry my nose on their faces, my name on their sprits
Don’t seduce your self with my otherness!
My hair wasn’t put on top my head to entice you into some mysterious black voodoo, the beat of my lashes against each other aint some dark desert beat,
It’s just a blink,
Get over it!
Don’t build around me your fetish, fantasy, your lustful profanities to cage me in, clip my wings.
"Don’t wanna be your exotic
your loving of my beauty ain't more than
funky fornication plain pink perversion
in fact nasty necrophilia
cause my beauty is dead to you
I am dead to you.
Not your
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your immaculate vessel emasculating princess
don't wanna be
not your erotic
Not you’re exotic
Don’t wanna be your exotic
Women everywhere
Look
Just
Like
Me
Some taller, darker, nicer then me but like me just the same.
Women everywhere carry my nose on their faces, my name on their sprits
Don’t seduce your self with my otherness!
My hair wasn’t put on top my head to entice you into some mysterious black voodoo, the beat of my lashes against each other aint some dark desert beat,
It’s just a blink,
Get over it!
Don’t build around me your fetish, fantasy, your lustful profanities to cage me in, clip my wings.
"Don’t wanna be your exotic
your loving of my beauty ain't more than
funky fornication plain pink perversion
in fact nasty necrophilia
cause my beauty is dead to you
I am dead to you.
Not your
harem girl geisha doll banana picker
pom pom girl pum pum shorts coffee maker
town whore belly dancer private dancer
la malinche venus hottentot laundry girl
your immaculate vessel emasculating princess
don't wanna be
not your erotic
Not you’re exotic
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lol. this big white box is a youtube video? usm dont let me see. :3
*gasps* you commented ! =P lol
yes. bog white box = you tube video.
well next time when you're out try and load la k. its really good ! =)
u're taking this class? who's ur lecturer?
Katie Bashore
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