Where There Is A Woman There Is

Nice Is Such A Rip-off.

Our Dreams Draw Blood From Old Sores.

I Write For Young Girls Of Color, For Girls Who Don’t Even Exist Yet, So That There Is Something There For Them When They Arrive. I Can Only Change How They Live, Not How They Think.

Where There Is A Woman There Is Magic. If There Is A Moon Falling From Her Mouth, She Is A Woman Who Knows Her Magic, Who Can Share Or Not Share Her Powers. A Woman With A Moon Falling From Her Mouth, Roses Between Her Legs And Tiaras Of Spanish Moss, This Woman Is A Consort Of The Spirits.

I Started Writing Because There's An Absence Of Things I Was Familiar With Or That I Dreamed About. One Of My Senses Of Anger Is Related To This Vacancy - A Yearning I Had As A Teenager. . .and When I Get Ready To Write, I Think I'm Trying To Fill That. . .