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Mother to Son | Langston Hughes
Well, son, I’ll tell you: Life for me ain’t been no crystal stair. It’s had tacks in it, And splinters, And boards torn up, And places with no carpet on the floor— Bare. But all the time I’se been a-climbin’ on, And reachin’ landin’s, And turnin’ corners, And sometimes goin’ in the dark Where there… Continue reading
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Mark Revolution as ‘To Read’ on Goodreads
You know what I would really love? If you guys could mark Revolution as ‘to read’ on Goodreads! That would be totally awesome. So, could you, would you? Thanks! CLICK HERE TO MARK AS ‘TO READ’ UPDATE: I mean no disrespect but please don’t just like this post. I am not looking for likes. I… Continue reading
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Present | Sonia Sanchez
This woman vomiting her hunger over the world this melancholy woman forgotten before memory came this yellow movement bursting forth like coltrane’s melodies all mouth buttocks moving like palm tress, this honeycoatedalabamianwoman raining rhythm to blue/black/smiles this yellow woman carrying beneath her breasts pleasures without tongues this woman whose body waves desert patterns, this woman… Continue reading
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90s Throwback Thursday Jam – Xscape – The Arms of the One Who Loves You
This was the jam…correction, IS the jam…snap, snap snap. Continue reading
