My boyfriend and I don't have an official anniversary date for our new relationship. I'm pretty sure he couldn't care less, but me being the typical girl who enjoys celebrations of love, I'd like to set aside a day to honor our boyfriend-girlfriendship.
Yes, I know I'm grown and grown people arent supposed to care about that, but still...
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Thursday, May 19, 2011
I'd never even heard Lucille Clifton's name until she passed away last February, and my Twitter timeline was filled with mourning by the authors, writers, and poets that I admired the most. I immediately added all of her books to my "TBR" list and finally, two days ago, I cracked open the Book of Light. And just in time, because that same day, Psychology Today posted an article about how and why Black women are the least beautiful (it has since been removed from their site). I read "Song at Midnight" a few hours after learning of the article...and it touched me tremendously. It seems as if she was able to beautifully render the sentiments of many of the women upset and hurt by the article (and other systemic attacks that consistently mock what we are made of).
How could she have known that these words would be needed in 2011?