Hair Me

Chidinma Obinnakwelu, Union County College

What exactly is wrong with my hair?

Do you not realize you are in the presence of an African Queen?

My crown defies gravity.

Reaching for the skies to high five the gods.

My crown is handcrafted by the sweet goddess Ala herself.

Each coil twisted in such sophistication,

Each coil in love with one another they intertwine.

Again I ask,

What exactly is wrong with my hair?

My hair is not limp and lifeless-

For it embodies the spirits of the African gods

There is absolutely nothing wrong with my hair.

There is absolutely everything wrong with your perception

Of what you think my hair should be.