Variations (for Deborah E. McDowell)

mah tongue is in mah friend’s mouf —Zora Neale Hurston, Their Eyes Were Watching God Black people’s songs have carried the fire and struggle of their lives since they first opened their mouths in this part of the world. They have always wanted a better day. –Amiri Baraka, “The Changing Same” Deborah E. McDowell’s “New... Continue Reading →

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