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“Melanated Beauty” poem

My hair that is thick and curly, is not straight

In some cases it can have the power of determining my fate

My skin is not pale

So my classification is ranked low on a scale

The complexion of my skin is neither light

Which makes me farther from being white

Therefore my beauty is nonexistent if I’m just as dark as night

I look in the mirror and realize not many feel my pain

And no, you being light skin isn’t always the same

Social media, society

Advertising how they think I should be

The numerous amounts of likes and praise

For images I won’t ever be able to look like in many ways

Films, movies, Hollywood

Won’t cast people of darker complexions even if they could

America, they look at me judge mentally

So I shy away from them fearfully

I am a minority, the unsuccessful, less fortunate one in their eyes

But my wings also work, so I’m capable of flying just as high

My heritage, where my ancestors came from

Is very different or incompatible from some

I didn’t chose this path, this path chose me

But I won’t quietly be ashamed of it guiltily

This is who I am, my destiny

And I will proudly live out it successfully

My eyes that are dark brown, almost black looking but not blue

Still show emotion and hold meaning despite their darker hue

Trying to straighten every curl pattern of my hair intentionally

When it’s abnormality expresses such creativity

My skin being labeled as “black” like others who appear to be brown

But mine like some is darker, which may cause the insecure one to frown

Are all of us that are brown really considers “black”?

Because respect for the different shades of brown is something even our own race lacks

My brown isn’t caramel or nutmeg

But dark chocolate instead

Just because my coffee isn’t lighter with cream

Doesn’t mean I’m less beautiful as you may think I seem

My features that are naturally bigger such as my lips

Are only praised towards the ones that were injected so now they appear somehow perfect

But the natural appearance of girls just like me

Has such amazing profound beauty

We captivate the attention of those who are naive to our looks

Because they’re only used to the white skin, light skin, people or characters in movies and books

But we will fearlessly live in for justice

To inspire the ones just like us

And we’ll continue shocking those that are foreign

To our uniqueness we were born in

I wrote this a few months back in August. I hope this really inspires someone out there. That no matter your complexion lunate beautiful, despite society’s standards. Much love and blessings!

Colorism Issue

If you look up the definition of colorism the first thing that shows up on the web is “Prejudice or discrimination against individuals with a dark skin tone, typically among people of the same ethnic or racial group”

As for me personally, I have never experienced colorism but I have friends and personally know people who have. And although I’ve never experienced it myself I still feel pain knowing girls that are my complexion are affected by it. It’s 2018 and you still here about little girls younger than the age of ten being bullied for how dark their skin is. In a way, sometimes I feel like colorism causes dark skin girls to feel more hurt than racism does considering you’re being discriminated against by your own race. Which is why it’s a type of betrayal you feel.

For all my elementary and middle school years I always went to predominantly white schools due to the education being better there. Therefore, I never had to face colorism and never heard things along the lines of “light skin girls…” or “dark skin girls” ever. It’s not until I got to high school where there’s a lot more diversity that I started hearing colorists comments. Before then I’d just always thought no matter what shade you were at the end of the day you were still the race you were. Now I can’t help but notice someone’s complexion when I’m talking to them, especially if they’re black. It’s so shocking how being in a certain environment or around certain people can have an affect on your mindset, whether you want it to or not.

I’m taking stand on colorism. I want to help create an end to it or at least decrease the existence of it. Please join me on my journey to writing about it and helping create a platform for girls like me and darker.


My name is McKayla Milam and I am 15 years of age. I aspire to be a writer when I grow up so I’m I’m starting on here.

But I want to be an activist through my writing. As a little girl and even stil till this day I get in trouble for speaking my mind, despite how truthful what I’m saying may be. Therefore, this is why  writing has been an escape for me to express the way I feel about different things.

I will be discussing controversial topics/issues that are still occurring in today’s society.

I just hope to touch other people through my writing and for me to be able to set a platform where my voice can be appropriately heard in the right and meaningful way. Thanks for reading😊