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Authentically Me
11 years ago

Authentically Me

From A Wildflower Video Contributor, Andrew Quesada

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Out Of My Name
11 years ago

Out Of My Name

I don’t tell many people this story. A five year’s old version of her first racist experience isn’t very appealing. But since it is Black History Month and that’s the …
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Wildflowers Unscripted / February Writing Challenge
11 years ago

Wildflowers Unscripted / February Writing Challenge

Wildflowers Unscripted | Our writing challenge is finally here and for the month of February we along with Twenties Unscripted are challenging you – bloggers, instagrammers, artists, and tweeters …
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Ugly Duckling
11 years ago

Ugly Duckling

I was fifteen years old the first time someone told me that I was beautiful. I was jarred and taken aback.

No one had ever used that word to describe …
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Perfection, Purpose, Passion, Panties
11 years ago

Perfection, Purpose, Passion, Panties

I want to be perfect but what is perfect? And what the hell is wrong with me? You know what, nothing is wrong with me but I’m sure if I …
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A Love Deferred? It Explodes.
11 years ago

A Love Deferred? It Explodes.

Physiologically, we crave the foods that aren’t healthy for us because they make our brains feel happy. Since learning this, I wonder if we subconsciously indulge in the intimate experiences …
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Yes, His Hands Are In There
11 years ago

Yes, His Hands Are In There

I let him do it.

I let him put his hands into my two-day old twist out.

I let him dig his fingers into the curls, wiggle them as much …
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Brutally Honest
11 years ago

Brutally Honest

I’m sick of this E. You gotta do better with yourself.   She sat across from me on the floor in my bedroom and said those words with a pained …
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“Dark Skinnded”
11 years ago

“Dark Skinnded”

“Chelsea would be cute if she was lighter”, he said.

It’s difficult to put it into words, but the mixed emotions that flood over me when someone says something offensive …
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Who Am I Without My Hair?
11 years ago

Who Am I Without My Hair?

He told me that he loved my hair.

How it felt against his cheek, lingering fragrance left on his shoulder, proof of my abandon. How it made a soft, …
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