Don’t fret over a frown

Yo! Check my locs-my new growth stands for everything radical! I told her she was beautiful. She ignored me. I told her I wasn’t afraid of her frown and walked away. I remembered how sad the unmet needs looked on her face, so I refused to hold onto her lack of response. I let it go. I saw her last night-two months later. She said, “I remember you sis, thanks for bein’ nice. I know I was mean, but girl my baby dad had got locked up, and I’m tryna’ go natural under this weave lol!” I told her much it meant to me to share the planet with her. It was cool. Don’t fret over a frown. -Gracie

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