Mimosas, college style. #collegelife #mimosa #bfast #Saturdaymorning (at Orchard)
Happy 83rd Birthday to Toni Morrison, our greatest living writer.
I nearly failed English my junior year of high school, and in order to get a D, I was forced to read and write papers about two books over summer vacation. One was a Shakespeare play; the other was The Bluest Eye. I’d already read Song of Solomon, which I’d loved even though I felt like a lot of it flew over my head. But The Bluest Eye was exactly what I needed. It was, as John Leonard wrote in the New York Times, nightmare and music.
(Image via Dwight Garner)
Definition: What You Owe Me
What You Owe Me- white people love to talk about the fact that they think PoC feel owed. Well, now you have your answer. This video is what you owe me. For every “…but me too” for every “Not ALL white people” for every accusation of “Reversed Racism” for every “Get raped with a jackhammer and die you ugly nigger cunt" that shows up UNOPPOSED but always on the COWARDLY Anon in curiouslycool's ask box, for every “Kill yourself nigger" that shows up UNOPPOSED but always on the COWARDLY Anon in whatwhiteswillneverknow’s ask box, for every single time you speak without listening and for every time you demand an explanation without being worthy of our time, you owe me, nay us, 500 romantic deaths.
This is what you owe and damn it, you are in a deep debt.
This is what YOU owe. Not your ancestors. This is what YOU owe, not your parents. YOU. It is you who knock down our conversations about pain by adding more pain. It is YOU who step on our toes with your shouts of “Not all white people.” Well, maybe not ALL white people but definitely YOU.
Until you bring us 500 romantic deaths of your unarmed, uncriminal like brethren who are all under the age of 21 given to you directly from the police, you don’t get to say ANY of the above. Each day, the toll goes up. Each day, you owe me more. It hasn’t happened to “You too” until you’ve paid your fare.
Video: “Lost Count: A Love Story”
Fun note. Remember i told you I competed at Brave New Voice in 2008? This is my team and I wrote part of this poem.
I didn’t get to perform it with my teammates however for reasons I won’t get into. (Nothing bad just pointless explanation).