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Ay Ay Ay de la Grifa Negra, a poem by Julia de Burgos

Ay, ay, ay, I am black, pure black;
kinky hair and Kafir lips;
and a flat Mozambican nose.

A jet black woman, I cry and I laugh
at the thrill of being a black statue;
of being a piece of the night, where
my white teeth flash like lightning...
[continue there...]

Julia de Burgos

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