To The Black Ballerinas.
These women have let the world know through their grace, beautiful, strength and fluidity that the dancing black female body is a gorgeous force to be reckoned with. The bodies of black women have been politicized, sexualized, and dissected by every blade the collective public has, both physical and otherwise. But when these women dance, their bodies are unconquered, moving like sweetwater, undefined and unfathomably glorious. This photoset is to the power of the ballerina, who declare themselves with their feet, when they dance…they sing.
OMG I have a picture my mom took of me with Dr. Pearl Primus when she came to Nigeria and was adopted as a chief’s daughter. :D
“So… you don’t grant wishes?” the man asked.
“I’m not that kind of magic fish,” the fish said, wriggling in the net. “But I can dance… I can dance right across the surface of the water. If you let me go, I’ll give you a performance that you’ll never see the like of again.”
“I’m not sure I believe you,” the man said.
“Why not?” the fish asked. “I’m talking, aren’t I? That’s pretty clearly magical.”
“I don’t see the connection between being a ‘magical talking animal’ and a ‘magical dancing’ one,” the man said. “Plus, if I dump you out of the net then you’re already free whether you dance or not. You know? I think I’ll take you home and let you show me what you can do there.”
“And then you’ll let me go?” the fish asked.
“No, I’m pretty sure I’ll still be hungry then,” the man said, and he dumped the net out into his bucket.