Thanks for Complimenting My Hair, But It’s Not My Identity

You are more than your best feature (or your worst)

Photo by kyle smith on Unsplash

I felt the women behind me in the bus slip a finger up my ringlet. I turned around and smiled at her. She was old and I was in a developing country where they don’t see a lot of people with hair like mine. I’d already been handled, stroked, and squeezed quite a few times by…