The New Yorkerのインスタグラム(newyorkermag) - 8月7日 03時00分

As a young girl, Safiya Sinclair was taught to guard herself from the constant threat of Babylon, the looming corruption of the western world outside of her Rastafari household. Her father, a reggae musician who followed a strict sect of Rastafari, believed that hair was sacred and signified strength, and she and her siblings were made to wear dreadlocks as a marker of their piety. “What grew from our heads was supposed to be most holy,” Sinclair writes. As she grew up, the rules he set became stricter: she and her sisters could wear only skirts and dresses that covered their arms and knees and were not allowed to brush or cut their hair; jewelry and makeup were forbidden.

Sinclair, while longing to go to college, tried to become a model, but, she observes, “this was a profession in which one needed to be emptied of oneself, and I was still too much of my father.” Finding her way in the world as a young woman and a poet, she eventually decided to cut her dreadlocks for the first time, at 19. At the link in our bio, read about how Sinclair reckoned with her Rastafarian upbringing. Photo illustration by @mrkhrrs_; Source photographs courtesy the author.

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