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Weekly Wide-Awake: She Is Allowed Beauty
“L’Siren,” says the Frenchwoman, sliding a faux/ ivory bangle engraved with a mermaid on my wrist./ I run a thumb across fin and scale until I come to her/ face: full lips, round nose, hair dreadlocked. I recognize/ her face, balance her many names on my tongue: Mami/ Wata, Yemaja, River Mama, Oshun, L’Siren. Full breasted,/ black and ivory, a mermaid in metamorphosis. She is not/ caricature like colonial depictions of blackness pulled down/ from attics and brought to this market: red lipped, bugged/ eyed, coal black. She is allowed beauty.
Amy Alvarez, Amphibious
“She is allowed beauty.” That line haunts. What does it mean to be allowed beauty? Are we not all allowed beauty? Even as I ask that question, I know the answer. No. We are not. Some, in particular, are not allowed beauty at all.
How do we allow everyone Beauty? How can Beauty open its arms wide enough to hold us all? Why is that such a strange idea? Fear? Ignorance? Cruelty? What I know for sure is that there is enough Beauty to go around. We don’t have to compete for Beauty. We just have to open our eyes.
We allow Beauty when we pay attention. We allow Beauty when experience awe. We allow Beauty when we feel joy. We allow Beauty when we become magic enough to believe in mermaids and metamorphosis. A world that allows Beauty does not rest until everyone is allowed Beauty.
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Born in Louisville. Live in Atlanta. Curious by nature. Researcher by education. Writer by practice. Grateful heart by desire.
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