Black Pussy Matters

My pussy did not wake up last Saturday morning, put on a pointy pink pussy hat, jump on a train to downtown, to march in the Women’s March. My pussy was fucking scared. Scared that some crazy, redneck mutherfucka might-could-more easily pick my Afro-power pussy out of the crowd and clearly know that I was not a Trumper. I was scared that if I took my daughter along, she would be hurt. So I let my pink pussy sisters vet that rally before I exposed me and my baby to some shit I couldn’t handle. Am I proud of that? I’m not sure. But that’s reason #1.

Reason #2 My pussy isn’t pink. All the recent hype about “pussy power” I see…..y’all there is a vast difference between White girl pussy and Black woman pussy…and n’er the twain shall meet. I am a little irritated by the new flaunting of White girl pussy power. This is not about bearing the Brazilian waxed-vaginally enhanced-‘wouldn’t you just love to fuck me?’, man manipulating, douched and dipped, Victoria revealing all her damn secrets……pussy power on parade. My pussy is not pink! It does not wear a pink hat! And while the power of my pussy does emanate from between my ears, it is anything but a pink fad.

The other thing my pussy can do is sniff out pussy that’s passin’, faking the funk as it were. Don’t get me wrong. I love that we women are seemingly joining forces. Focusing our pussy power for the greater good of this nation, of this planet. But as a Black woman, I have a hard time identifying with this new trend. What is this new found “pussy power” based on? Because I gotta tell ya, there is not greater power in the universe than pussy power. There is no life without pussy. We slide out at birth and belly crawl back into her at death. Pussy is God. So yes, pussy power can heal and kill and love and roar. Pussy power can stop global warming and AIDS and feed the hungry and stop wars.

But pussy power is not new to Black women! Our pussies have not had the luxury of sitting pretty on a pedestal for all to worship and admire. Homage has not been paid to our pussies. We have not spent inordinate amounts of time plucking and plumping and pruning and polishing up our pussies as the ultimate prize to be rewarded to the victor. No. Black pussies have been under siege. Our pussies have worked and slaved and pulled and hauled. Black pussy has birthed and bled and begged and buried our children. Our pussies have loved and lifted and held and hid our men so deep they are still groping in the dark, trying to find their way out. No, our pussies have not been revered. They’ve been too busy humping and grinding to keep our families, our people alive.

So when I look on at the throngs of women in pink hats, fighting for their rights and talking about pussy power, many of whom have only  just recently come into their pussy power, I have a hard time identifying with them. Black women’s pussies have been fighting for our lives. Don’t get me wrong? I’m grateful and proud that my White sisters are feeling the power of the pussy, cause that shit is goooood!  But this is not a passing fad. To own and hold and harness and direct true pussy power is not for the faint of heart. It’s gonna take Amazon warrior pussy to bring about change.

I hope this new movement will not make blind assumptions that all pussies are alike and therefore united. Because our pussies, Black pussies have been on the front line for a very long time. And we have not been flaunting her or wearing hats on her, or hashtagging it, or hanging slogans out of her. We have quietly and powerfully been honing and harnessing our pussy power to do the work. Unlike the Suffragette Movement which was created to insure the rights of white women, this political requires conscious inclusion. It would behoove this new “women’s movement” to consciously expand the awareness to consult and include black women. The Power of the Pussy is in our DNA. Black Pussy Matters.

11 Comments
  1. Dear Lorraine,
    Thank you for your spot on piece of “Black Pussy Lives Matters”. It was very well written piece, very telling, and factual about our lives as black women. I just wanted to thank you for your words, as it represented “US”, black women. God bless you …

  2. WOW!!! I have been waiting for you to speak on some of the current events! I can not agree with you more with this post. The power of the pussy is in our DNA. It is a part of our make up. I believe that it is one power that we as black women have held for years and yet we still have had to fight hard!!! But we will not back down easily because we know what rules the nation. Reading this post was my lovely today! Much Love!!!!

  3. Thank you for this. As a black woman who loves the Woman’s March on D.C. but I have to say that I never looked at OUR(black woman’s) fight in the way you have just layed out. I will absolutely pass this on and on and on. POWERFUL!👊 I am looking forward to see more from you.Thanks again.

  4. OMG Ms. Toussaint please write a book. Baby you are T A L E N T E D…I cannot express to you how well written this is and all of your blogs for that matter. I absolutely love you. You are sincere and unapologetic. YES YES YES

  5. Oh my goodness! I LOVE this! I’ve been trying to explain this to as many as will listen here lately. I didn’t go to the march (I’m an hour outside of DC)…I spent 24 hours (16 straight, 8 hour break, back for 8 more hours) of my weekend, that weekend, at the Domestic Violence Shelter, where I have worked and personally advocated for women for 20+ years. While I hope the women who have just begun their activism will continue; I, like you, did not feel a connection with this event, especially when I’ve been fighting for this equality for the majority of my 42 years on this planet. Kudos to you for this. If I wasn’t at work, I’d be standing and applauding you right now.

  6. Powerful piece from a dynamic woman………….Thank you for letting “them” know that there would be no “them” without us!

  7. Wow! This is powerful. Recently had this conversation with a close friend. He and I agree that this is true. The world doesn’t revolve around the dollar, it revolves around “The Pussy”. We (men) make money so we can have “The Pussy.”

  8. Thank You! Thank You. Many see citing differences between our “Pussy Power” and white women as divisive. Women, we must stick together comments. I am standing up for women but my life, experiences, MY EVERYDAY is significantly different, delightful yet disconcerting all at once. I have known my, my mommas, my ancestors Pussy Power for a looooong time. It’s not a new concept, it’s not a new fight. Only thing different are our strategies, time and place where we exert that Pussy Power!! Owww!!

  9. I so appreciated your point of view. I am a black woman who went to the March with my daughter and other women friends (sans pussy hats), but we represented. And I did not know what to expect, but for me it was important to show up and share my voice. I didn’t think of it as a White Woman’s March, but a Woman’s March.

    Yes, our trails and tribulations have been different but pussies of all colors are subjected to domestic violence and rape. Pussies of all colors bleed monthly and may lose the right to birth or not birth as we please. Pussies of all colors are at times a prize, and at times a punishment. So I know there are differences between our experiences, but there are also commonalities. And in that intersection of experience we can connect. Next time we march, come too. I will march beside you.

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