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12 fair skin blakfulla (IDENTITY)

Updated: Jan 24, 2023

fair skin blakfulla by S. Kian-Judge & the colour wurawura 2021

feeling sorry for the colour white...

it's not his spirit for

terror to wear his skin.

colour white is proud of

Clouds, Snow, Cockatoos,

the bubbles on crashing Wave tips...

he belonged to them first, long ago.

radical idea:

what if I felt wrapped in white

instead of trapped in white?

no longer dressed up like the faces who

raped Grandmother and her Country,

but choosing to wear

white Cockatoo feathers and

Sea spray?

no more white-hot violence branded

on dry, stolen skin if I see myself

painted up in Ochre all the time.

I am my Grandmother, together

we are a story of survival.

wish I looked like Cockatoo,

Cloud, Clay and Cockle

instead of coloniser.

change how I wear him in my skin

so they don't get to own

the colour white anymore.

*Poems and artworks by Sara Kian-Judge 2021

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