A love note for my colonizer

As my colonizer rots in the dirt
30 feet under the layers of snow and ice and mud
I hope he chokes on every word he took away from me
I hope every dimension of meaning
That he ripped from my throat
Makes him bleed

As he burns in hell
I hope for ever girl he taught to hate her complexion
His pasty skin burns
I hope for every curvy woman he taught to hate her body
He dislocates a bone

I hope that for every time
A mother stumbled over the pronunciation of an English word
For every time
A father’s foreign brilliance was overlooked because of a foreign accent
A piece of his history is stripped and burnt

For every time I had to work harder than my white counterpart
For every time I gained satisfaction
From a white woman’s delicate discomfort around me
For every time I have had to use aggression to prove a point
Because of my brown skin and foreign tongue

I will not churn inside; I will pay him no attention unless it is to break him into little pieces

- Aaliyah K. (Diaspora Defiance)

broken english
when my mother struggles to spell a word in english
I want to break the entire language
into little pieces
so the edges of these letters
will stop cutting her

— aysha via Diaspora Defiance
(via decolonizehistory)
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