Black Hmong Women

I gave you a hug because I wanted you to know that you are seen. That you are beautiful and strong and doing an excellent job.
But this would all be too much from a stranger and anyway, how ever would I say it to you?
So as I held you, said a prayer to the heavens. May your hands not ache as you weave your fabrics, nor your feet swell as you walk the many miles to sell them.
Rather,as you labour and toil, may your heart be filled with joy. And may your table always have food

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