Police murders are like cockroaches: for every one you see there are a hundred others. “Not everything that is faced can be changed, but nothing
Police murders are like cockroaches: for every one you see there are a hundred others. “Not everything that is faced can be changed, but nothing
“Where Is Our Black Avant-Garde?” by Zinzi Clemmons in Literary Hub Clemmons’ piece is an intriguing explanation of the types of literature that are personally
“Little white girl on the front porch with evening biscuits in the oven. Tea in her glass and she is sitting on a green glider with her friend’s grandfather. Hey darling, I hear you and your folks are living in Decatur these days. Yessir. Do the niggers give you any trouble? No sir. Well, you must have a different kind than we do. Little white girl drinks her tea.” ~ Laura Jean Moore