Raising questions like "What happens after breathing becomes a privilege?" Mules Fight Back is both one woman's story of activism in the Black Lives Matter movement and a poetic call-to-action for a better world. This poetry collection is thought-provoking, informative, and entertaining.
The title Mules Fight Back is inspired by a famous quote in Zora Neale Hurston's Their Eyes Were Watching God which states that Black women are "the mule of the world." mule noun - plural noun: mules (definition): the offspring of a male donkey and a female horse, typically sterile and used as a beast of burden. (Definition from Oxford Languages) Poems and stories throughout Mules Fight Back depict America's political journey (which is still in progress) through the lens of Black womanhood. This book covers a variety of important topics including but not limited to the activism of the Black Lives Matter movement, family heritage, nationality, body image, history, and current events. ***sample reading 1*** "Ugly"Ugly comes in bulk so all buyers beware you can buy it on the corner
you can spray it in your hair you can dress it up real fancy but in the end it will be shit
for this "beauty" is real ugly and for truth
we'll have to flip it
For ugly is not your daughter's lips
or "ashy" face
not nappy hairs, lived in skin and scrapes from play
ugly is everything from this society that has to be erased
ugly are these boxes and these hurtful things we say
For far from 5 year old black girls with slightly light knees
ugly is the epitome of beauty wrapped up in white supremacy's needs
for ugly is that air brushed beauty queen
that flawless skin that hot comb
ugly is our comfort with simulated simularity over letting difference roam
ugly is our love of certain looks and our love of looks over care and ugly is looking at your child and seeing only ugliness there
***sample reading 2***
Mules Fight Back
I've heard the Black woman's "lazy"
the Black woman's "mean"
She's just this crazy "Emasculator" or a "baby machine"
A "hoochie mama" or a gluttonous mess
My body is nonsexual, oversexed or "sassy" at best
And I've also been called stupid, emotional, unclean I've even been judged
by those who call me their "queen"
And I work like a beast but am stuck outside America's dream
Just trapped and attacked then labeled as "mean"
But I am still here and I still demand to be seen
See I survive all
I victoriously breathe
... (rest of the poem in the book)
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