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Abstract: 4 sweet potatoes swollen with sun¾ cup of brown sugar (molasses clung)1 c of white sugar1 cinnamon dashnutmeg, ginger (just a splash)1 stick butter split into patsorange juice (another splash)1 lemon, zested & masheda stove warmed with expensive gas1. Sop the sweet potatoes in cold water, buff the brown roots till they ruby—wish you could carry your sister like this, cradled in your soap-chapped palms, her skin slippering to the anxious wring of your fingers.You don't want to kill her, not really, but you have wanted to slam her godly face in with a mallet since you were five, & it ain't your fault potatoes stay hot long past boil, a familiar heat welling behind the eyes2. before Alice's first day field workin' ... Read More PubDate: 2023-05-05T00:00:00-05:00
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Abstract: We were girls you could see through. There was nothing extraordinary about us. Nothing supernatural like in a sci-fi freak show fantasy. We had thighs and torsos. Clavicles we could pinch. Boobs no bigger than a C cup until it came time for our monthlies. Wild: what non-brown, non-down folks might call the hair we teased and waxed into bushy plumes. Beneath that in-yo-face hair, what' Exquisite brains, lustrous as black pearls. Problem was, outside of family, most folks weren't checking for me and Aimee. Least not in that way. Professors' Nope. Classroom compatriots' Was that even a thing' No strangers on the downtown 1 train, no boyfriends or girlfriends. No roommates, no sweethearts. ... Read More PubDate: 2023-05-05T00:00:00-05:00
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Abstract: Sonny Rollins playing at Voll-Damm Barcelona Jazz Festival in Palau de la Musica Catalana on November 20, 2012 in Barcelona, Spain. Photo courtesy of Shutterstock.Sonny Rollins was one of the most relentless and fearless improvisers, tireless performers, and imaginative composers of his generation. Though no longer performing, he was the leader of his own jazz groups for some sixty years. He commands the deep respect of his peers and sidemen as well as the enduring admiration of audiences around the world. His awards have been many, among them ten honorary degrees from American colleges and universities, a Guggenheim Fellowship for composition (1972), a Grammy Award for Lifetime Achievement (2004), and a National ... Read More PubDate: 2023-05-05T00:00:00-05:00
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Abstract: The people of the African diasporas in the New World converged in Panama to build a canal that would better connect our region physically. However, so too was a cross-cultural connection created. The metaphoric "Bridges of Sound" Brathwaite conjures in his poem "Jah" locates and centres the construction of the Panama Canal as a space of convergence—the convergence where many African diasporic cultures reunited after the divide that commenced with the middle passage (Cooper 2004). Music and music culture was a central element of the connection and the resultant exchange continued outside of the physical and temporal locality that was the building of the Panama Canal. This exchange fostered connections between the ... Read More PubDate: 2023-05-05T00:00:00-05:00
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Abstract: Dedicated to the memory of Dr. George E. Sparks, whose friendship and support of Drs. Gabbin and Gifford made this interview possible.Joanne V. Gabbin with poets at the 2014 Furious Flower Conference: (left to right) Joanne V. Gabbin, Rita Dove, Mariahdessa Tallie, Frank X Walker, Ishmael Reed, Elizabeth Alexander, Yusef Komunyakaa, Cornelius Eady, and Toi Derricotte. Photo by C. B. Claiborne.At one point in our 2017 conversation, Dr. Joanne Gabbin describes Sterling Brown as a literary parent. Similarly, she has fostered the development of Black poetry by founding the Furious Flower Poetry Center at James Madison University in Harrisonburg, Virginia. Since 1994, the Center's programming and decennial conference ... Read More PubDate: 2023-05-05T00:00:00-05:00
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Abstract: James sat slumped in his chair, watching Trevor Noah yet terrifically aware of his own wandering thoughts. Enix had come back taller—not physically, but emotionally. His only child had taken their first day back with him and chosen to dash it against the rocks of a school dance. With Enix gone, he kept reliving the words to Goodnight, Moon. Goodnight room, he thought. Goodnight moon. Goodnight cow, jumping over the moon.They were away at the dance with their friend Hannah, no doubt gathered with two or three other girls in front of a large plastic punch bowl, all of them looking no doubt for Kevin, of whom James had heard tell while spying on Enix's TikTok. Kevin always got his face too close to his cell phone and ... Read More PubDate: 2023-05-05T00:00:00-05:00
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Abstract: Iron sharpens iron. And like attracts like in diverse forms. That cardinal over there in the rhododendron hedgerow is in love with a robin. I witnessed their courtship while sipping Earl Grey tea on my porch. The way to the robin's heart is through her belly. The cardinal brings sunflower seeds to feed her, beak-to-beak. Are they the only birds in the yard' Yet, they've found each other.Kiss kiss kiss, he sweetly whistles. Amused, perhaps, she tries him. Wait wait wait, he sings louder like clear wind chimes. Whoit whoit whoit, his throat warbles. And one more time he rings her bells: Tuutututututu.She appears to smack him but plants a peck on his head.Now they're frolicking and nesting ... Read More PubDate: 2023-05-05T00:00:00-05:00
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Abstract: It is the beginning of the rainy season when you arrive with your mother and sister. The air is hot and thick. Rose shrubs bud pink and yellow against the turquoise of your grandmother's small, wooden house. There is the sweet-stink smell of fallen fruit in the air. Your grandmother looks smaller than she did when you last saw her. Her head is wrapped in a foulard, and she wears a thin, cotton dress. Her feet are bare, her soles spread and pale against the rest of her skin. She remarks how pretty your sister has grown, and looks at you from the side of her eye. She turns to say something to your mother in a Creole that you don't understand. Your mother answers her, but there is no energy in her voice. Her face is ... Read More PubDate: 2023-05-05T00:00:00-05:00
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Abstract: The titular narrator of Sherley Anne Williams's 1986 novel Dessa Rose concludes the book by emphasizing the importance of recorded histories. Now that she is old, Dessa observes, "my mind wanders. This why I have it wrote down, why I has the child say it back. I never will forget Nemi trying to read me, knowing I had put myself in his hands. Well, this the childrens have heard from our own lips. I hope they never have to pay what it cost us to own ourselfs" (Williams 236). Here Dessa describes the processes through which storytelling occurs: she recounts her history, asks her son to write it down, and interprets its complex social meaning for future audiences. Most importantly, she frames herself as a text, a ... Read More PubDate: 2023-05-05T00:00:00-05:00
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Abstract: They bought Wittgenstein an outfit to wear on chilly nights. Both men felt he liked it so much (he jumped wildly when presented with the unicorn-patterned onesie) they went back to the pet shop for seven more: one for each day of the week plus a spare for laundry days. They took pictures of him in his pajamas for his Instagram, tagging the pet shop. In all the posts, he stared at the camera. He was a black and white mongrel, between a husky and a pariah, very foxlike in the face, the kind of dog you might see running up and down the pavements of the city looking uneasily from side to side wondering where its next meal was coming from, except he had been rescued by them. On nights when Enzo was at work, James would ... Read More PubDate: 2023-05-05T00:00:00-05:00
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