my love is too complicated to have thrown back on my face Shange, “no more love poems #4” – for colored girls lady in red In rehearsal again. for colored girls who have considered suicide / when the rainbow is enuf. In honour of Ntozake Shange, who died last year, and of Theresa Moxey-Ingraham, who also […]Read more "for colored girls who have considered suicide … (a laying on of hands)"
Because I could not stop for Death, He kindly stopped for me; The carriage held but just ourselves And Immortality. –Emily Dickinson Yesterday we buried Mummy. Or to be more precise, we held a memorial for her and then interred her ashes in my father’s grave, as she always wanted. She was cradled in a […]Read more "Just ourselves and immortality"