The Poem Helping Me To Accept Myself.


“my issue with what they consider beautiful

is their concept of beauty

centers around excluding people

I find hair beautiful

when a woman wears it

like a garden on her skin

 that is the definition of beauty

big hooked noses

pointing upward to the sky

like they’re rising

to the occasion

skin the color of earth

my ancestors planted crops on

to feed a lineage of woman with

thighs as thick as tree trunks

eyes like almonds

deeply hooded with conviction

the rivers of punjab

flow through my bloodstream so

don’t tell me my women

aren’t as beautiful

as the ones in

your country.”

– Rupi Kaur,

Milk and Honey


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