I truly love this amazing poem by Hiwot Adilow, a part of Brave New Voices, and performed in 2012. “I’m tired of people asking me to smooth my name out for them. They want me to bury it in the English so they can understand. I will not accommodate the word for mouth. I will not break my name so your lazy English can sleep its tongue on top. Fix your lips around them. No you can’t give me a stupid nickname so that you can replace this gift of five letters.”
A reminder of how White supremacy implies that Eurocentric names are superior, how racism makes discrimination based on this acceptable, and how White privilege allows Whites to pretend that this is not what is occurring, since it doesn’t happen to them.
(H/T afro art chick)