I really don’t care who you are and how much bigger than me or how intimidating you are, I feel like if you’re coming after my woman then you are coming after me. Zamara Perri is the founder and editor of the Black Lesbian Love Lab blog. fit=1024,1017" / black lesbian couple kissing on the Brooklyn Bridge " data-medium-file="https://i1com/
She is a proud u-hauler who loves mangoes, cats, reading, cooking for her awesome partner and writing about some of the challenges and joys of black lesbian relationships.
She was a black woman with short hair and wearing a sweatshirt so she was automatically suspicious.
Even after she rolled down the window a crack, and he could tell by her voice and demeanor that she was a woman, she was still a threat.
I’ve simply had men change my tires and all I had to do was bat my eyelashes and smile and be friendly.
A butch woman cannot depend on the kindness of heterosexual, male strangers.
I just wasn’t ready to live in a world where my butch partner would be threatened every time we walked down the street hand in hand.
This is something I never had to worry about with my femme partners.
Plus, two femmes together is a sexual fantasy for most straight men and they often imagine that they can join in. Just by living in their truth black butch women (black studs, black doms, black tomobois, black masculine of center women or whatever label you want to use) risk being victimized by some insecure heterosexist male asshole who sees her as a threat to his own masculinity.
The #Black Lives Matter movement has shed a much needed light on how brutal and unsafe life in America is for black men, black trans women and of course black cis women. Men like these tie their manhood to subjugating women and collecting women’s affection like trophies.
I constantly worry about the safety of my 5’2”-145-pound partner who is a tomboi type.
She wears hoodies and sweatpants regularly and is the sweetest person.