All This Talk About Hair

"Discourse about afternoon slow dancing, and the possibilities of grown-up, non-monogamous love, and the raising of sane and thoughtful and affectionate children, and the methods necessary to take over the world and still remain human beings is not allowed, because whenever we get together, we're supposed to bolt the door and dim the lights and look at each other and say, "O-o-o-o-o-o! This terrible hair!" - Pearl Cleage

Damn Shawana for that fall, and that flow, and that quick-handed yank back into a cute tangled ponytail. For the yearning to slide my fingers effortlessly into my tresses, and glide my cool tips accross my warm skull.

Damn Phyllis for that tighter-than-tight haircut - styled to perfection, with bangs or without. Shaved in the back. Red or blonde highlights. All my guy friends in the AUC saying, "Alright, sexy! She hooked you up!!" "Looking like that, I might have to spring for Wings-N-Things tonight!"

Damn ya'll - Pammy, Aisha, Kimber, Naadii, Rana, Chanel, Melly, Semimi, Leah, Vonnie, Jess. For praising my puffs, and my t.w.a. For offering to style it, twist it, braid it, and smoothing your greased palms against my scalp. For smiling in encouragement, as I stand squnity-eyed in the glimmer of my God-given crown.