FILLING THE HOLE
It was 2004. I was incarcerated in Wisconsin’s Dane County Jail. I had forged checks on the account of my seventy-year-old friend, Miss Milele Chikasa Anana, one of the most prominent, renowned, highly respected members of the African American community, Madison,...
We Will Let Our Light Shine Wherever We Are
As I sit here again, being the only person of color in the room, I tell myself WE are allowed here. WE are going to let our light shine wherever WE are. My critical parent showed up to tell us our lines aren't straight. And WE say... of course they aren't; we are...
HAIR
Monique J.
Mother Earth
I love listening to her heart beat,"Beat, beat""Beat", "beat"In my mother's wombFirst split,Second split,Ingesting her painFourth split,Eighth split A world full of possibilitiesI was chosen for herShe for ISixteenth split, thirty second split In my mother's womb, I...