She Had An Inside And An Outside

Someone Is Always At My Elbow Reminding Me That I Am The Granddaughter Of Slaves. It Fails To Register Depression With Me.

Most Things Are Born In The Mothering Darkness And Most Things Die. Darkness Is The Womb Of Creation, My Boy. But The Sun With His Seven Horns Of Flame Is The Father Of Life.

Some People Could Look At A Mud Puddle And See An Ocean With Ships.

It Is A Curious Thing To Be A Woman In The Caribbean After You Have Been A Woman In These United States.

An Envious Heart Makes A Treacherous Ear.