righteous big curly hair havin', music breathin', book whorin', feminist woman of size.
this is how i know
that skin is thin and bright and precious
that song can be broke
love slice the veins
that beauty is a call
and we are all responsible
-excerpt from Almost Bop for Whitney Houston by Alexis Pauline Gumbs
Falling in love is so bittersweet. The life and death of…
There is something very special and very identifiable about it and it is my struggle to find that elusive but identifiable style in the books. My joy is when I think that I have approached it; my misery is when I think I can’t get there.
I kick extra hard, like I am running a race, and my head bobs above the water but the hand of the hurricane pushes it down, down again. Who will deliver me? And the hurricane says sssssshhhhhhhhhh. It shushes me through the water, with a voice muffled and deep, but then I am being pushed up and out of the water, held by Skeet, who is barely treading, barely keeping me and him afloat.
“Put on the Sleeves of Love”
Sonia Sanchez
