jmjohnso:

Habitants et Personnifications de l’Afrique [Detail] via Olfert Dapper (1686), engraved by R. Zeeman (see full image here at Gallica.bnf.fr)

See also Jennifer Morgan, “’Some Could Suckle Over Their Shoulder’: Male Travelers, Female Bodies and the Gendering of Racial Ideology, 1500-1770,” William and Mary Quarterly 54 (1997): 167-192.

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neoafrican:

Rent A Rasta Documentary Written and Directed by J. Michael Seyfert

When white women flock to Jamaica for a little fun in the sun, the R&R they’re often looking for is not “Rest and Relaxation” but to “Rent a Rasta” according to director J. Michael Seyfert. His eye-opening expose’ of the same name sheds light on a barely acknowledged form of sex tourism, namely, white women who visit the Caribbean Islands to get their groove back with the help of black locals. This documentary claims that, each year, as many as 80,000 females from a variety of relatively-wealthy Western nations descend on Jamaica alone.

Book + Bolo: on my knees before a priest who refuses to place the body of christ on my tongue →

bookandbolo:

That was the day I convinced my sweet boyfriend

            to pull down his nautica boxers the ones His mother bought for Him

because He was only 13 and didn’t work had no money

            and I still liked Him because His skin was always salty and His tongue

felt like peaches in my mouth I sipped

            Him into me all morning long before His parents walked in and I fell

off the bed they pretended not to see came back ten minutes later to invite us to church

            as if we had a choice.

Sitting behind rows of sinners I smile

            and wonder if I stained His pants and if He liked that.

His neck smells like ck be and so does my chest.

I kneel and five others line up beside me I came first.

            father pretends not to see

            the brown on my skin

            the youth around my eyes

            the raised hairs on my arms

                        I get skipped five times.

I snicker and father’s bone-hard stare and italian accent condemn me

            before the congregation I smile

            with shame now he breaks the body of christ in the center of my palm

and I suck until it dissolves between my teeth.

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Niki Escobar

2008

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