Smell remembers and tells the future. ... Smell is home or loneliness. Confidence or betrayal. Smell remembers.

I am a woman with a foot in both worlds; and I refuse the split. I feel the necessity for dialogue. Sometimes I feel it urgently.

we have let rhetoric do the job of poetry.

In 1984, I turned to theater in the hopes of finding a more direct form of communication between me and my people.

Smell remembers and tells the future. ... Smell is home or loneliness. Confidence or betrayal. Smell remembers.

To assess the damage is a dangerous act.

Third World feminism is about feeding people in all their hungers.