Name: Sas Flowers
To reclaim the idea that Women of Color invented Rock/Punk Rock seems to be a fruitless task. In a time where it seems bigots only want to accept that a rich cis white man who died on his toilet invented rock, the risks virtually seem to outweigh the benefits. It’s no easy task to take in nor an easy goal to reach. But I feel that teen girls of color (TGoC) are ready to reclaim the voice that was so easily taken away. We won’t back down, and I hope that we’ll never give up until full recognition is given to the WoC who defined Punk/Rock as we know it.
Lines from the three poems I wrote in dedication to girls I’ve had crushes on. Read “Letter to Girls I’ve Crushed On” in its entirety in the Black Riot Grrrl Zine, out this summer.
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Name: Sas Flowers
I often wear whatever I like, it’s as simple as that. My mom is okay with it, so is my dad, and my relatives couldn’t care less! So why, for the longest time, was I scared of wearing colors that didn’t “match” my skintone? Too neon. Too dark. Not the right pattern. A little too much of “Look at me! Look at me!” Too much of this and too much of that. But the reality is, colors don’t define me. I define me. If you wanna wear a glittery pink shirt that says “#1 Grandma” ? Do it, you’ll look great! Feel like wearing all black, complete with an MCR soundtrack playing as you strut your stuff? Hell yeah! Go right ahead. I won’t let a fashion blog or twitter snobs stop me from being me! Bringing me down because of my skin color, saying that “only certain colors will look good on me”. I’ll wear whatever I want, just as long as I am happy, since that’s the only thing that matters. No one should ever have to feel scared for making their dark skin shine!