In the beginning, we relied on hats to shield Rosie from unwanted stares as we hoped the hair loss would be temporary. By Paula Quinn
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We are forever snarled in each other’s hair, my daughter and I, invested in the consistency of the people we know best and need most. By Leslie Kendall Dye
I wanted to laugh and not think about my mortality. I wanted to attend functions at my son’s school without a perfectly tied head scarf. By Kai McGee
For black women, wearing our hair in its natural state was—and still is, to some extent—considered defiant.
By Margaret Auguste