JADA FORD

Thinking


I think every time I choose to I love myself, 
I am making a political statement
To put lipstick on my lips is like graffiti on the White House—
but we all know what’s wrong with even a little color

I think every time white hands do not curl into a fist, 
            their child becomes twice as likely to cut the hands of
                        my own

I think every time I succeed,
                                I make one white woman mad
I do not hold up a poster when I step outside, but
they get angry when I hold up my head

I think every time I ask a man to love me, 
            I am asking him to love a hundred years of strength
            and they always look afraid

I think every time I write a poem,
                                I am surrendering
To put pen on paper is how I admit words might never be enough

I think every time a Black womanmanchildhuman dies,
                                                I die too—
When I go to my grave, it will not be for the first time.

Jada Renee Ford is very short and attends graduate school in Atlanta. Her heart belongs to dangerously sweet things and pop culture. In addition to creating and editing a collaborative zine (Hot Propaganda), she has a poem published by pidgeonholes.com (“You’re Not That Dark”) and a poem published by mistakehouse.org (“An Instagram Influencer Reincarnated as a Corpse Flower”). She has a short piece in Issue 44 of Passages North, and her other work can be found on https://linktr.ee/jadawrites

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