You think I live in this Brazil ☀️🌴⚽️💃🏾 but I live in this Brazil 🌧🌾🤬👵🏻
Brazilian butt lift yourself out of fantasy.
Larissa’s response to Kelly’s plane poem from last week (NO SHADE cause we love an international jetsetting queen!!!)
You think I live in this Brazil ☀️🌴⚽️💃🏾 but I live in this Brazil 🌧🌾🤬👵🏻
Cause if you ask “If you’re from Brazil then why Are you white?” Have to ask if you even know how to Samba around colonialism slavery Genocide don’t look so surprised you Don’t have a monopoly on that Shit swallow the facts: a copa do mundo É nossa e Deus é Brasileiro so what’s left if not your devil- Ish fear of our favela zica gunpowder mosquitoes bite Wherever you like cause we were made for Good cuts of meat skewered do you want to order For a dessert may I suggest the crowd Pleaser “we love Brazilian women butt Only the adventure of how dichotomies Work Newton’s law when I go Up we gonna get down and Dirty” you worry bout potential jungle Between there Discovery channel don’t Fret that soy you need waxing trees Bald just how you like it juicy Highway bunches bananas in string Bikinis filled with deliciously wet Lands you want a taste for Sure a little afraid of our man- Groves once you see you will take too Many #exotic pics like you can’t even Know that there’s wifi cashews Are a fruit Google it you will Be super surprised while At it look up operations “Condor” and “Brazilian butt lift” Yourself out of fantasy.
Seriously, poetry prompt for this week is to Google: “Operation Condor”, “School of the Americas”, and “CIA backed coup 1964 Brazil”.
beijoooooos
-Larissa
Powerful dropping of some eye-opening thoughts. My dad came from what once was a Dutch colony, and it always surprised me how little of that I learned in Dutch school, only to realize later, even before Google, that some things are, according to some people, best not emphasized. And the lack of emphasis leads to rot. Because, well, hello reality. And oh, you did not know reality existed? Well, that does not make it all good all of a sudden.
Great writing. It calls for thinking out loud. Just did that. Sorry.