Roots by Bryce Wilson

Sometimes I lie straight. Other times I curl. Sometimes I bounce. Other times I swirl.

It doesn’t matter what I look like. Only where I come from, But everyone seems to focus on Making me feel glum.

Sometimes I’m simple Or adorned with the finest jewels. Sometimes I have intricate designs Or I don’t follow the rules.

It doesn’t matter what I do. Only what I mean. I just wish that people would realize That I want to be seen.

Sometimes I have bad days Or I’m casually topped with a hat. Sometimes people change me And I’m okay with that.

My culture and ancestors, Who fought for serenity, Did this to their hair, To express their identity.

—Bryce Wilson ’25

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Print by Emma Lacy ’23