I’ll rewrite this whole life and this time there’ll be so much love, / you won’t be able to see beyond it. These lines, from the gorgeous poem below, bring me back to childhood and the novel that more than any other book made me want to be a writer. A Tree Grows in Brooklyn is about Francie … Continue reading Poem of the Week, by Warsan Shire
At the beginning of the Minneapolis summer (qualified as “Minneapolis” summer because this year it began about three weeks ago), I decided to re-read my favorite and most influential books from childhood. The ones I hadn’t already re-read more than once, that is, including: 1. A Tree Grows in Brooklyn, by Betty Smith. 2. My … Continue reading Andes Mint #29: "This that I see now."
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Political Tentacles
Objects, Memory and Meaning
If it can't be said in a hundred words, then it can't be said in a thousand.
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"drink from the well of your self and begin again" ~charles bukowski
The Good Things Black People Do, Give and Receive All Over The World
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