If you're going to hold someone down you're going to have to hold on by the other end of the chain. You are confined by your own repression.

Sunk in the grass of an empty lot on a spring Saturday, I split the stems of milkweed and thought about ants and peach pits and death and where the world went when I closed my eyes.

Anger is better. There is a sense of being in anger. A reality and presence. An awareness of worth. It is a lovely surging.

Liberation means you don't have to be silenced.

There is really nothing more to say - except why. But since why is difficult to handle, one must take refuge in how.

I'm losing the definition now of politics. I sort of don't know what that is anymore. People say politically correct, I don't know what that means. I know what they think they mean.

Black women have always been friends. I mean, if you didn't have each other you had nothing.