We May Act Sophisticated And Worldly But

Poetry Puts Starch In Your Backbone So You Can Stand, So You Can Compose Your Life.

There Is A Very Fine Line Between Loving Life And Being Greedy For It.

Black People Comprehend The South. We Understand Its Weight. It Has Rested On Our Backs... I Knew That My Heart Would Break If Ever I Put My Foot Down On That Soil, Moist, Still, With Old Hurts. I Had To Face The Fear/loathing At Its Source Or It Would Consume Me Whole.

Being A Woman Is Hard Work.

We May Act Sophisticated And Worldly But I Believe We Feel Safest When We Go Inside Ourselves And Find Home, A Place Where We Belong And Maybe The Only Place We Really Do.