val: "let's go screaming and running through the library." i want to run through the halls of my... um... library? (i want to scream at the top of my lungs!)
why do i get annoyed when i don't get my way? i am blessed beyond belief. i love my life.
i am stronger than a sepik crocodile, more cunning than gideon's three hundred, more powerful than david's five stones, brighter than the thunderbolts of zeus. i can change lives, resolve injustice, reverse poverty, inspire hearts and minds, connect kindred souls. i can make laughter and inspire singing, persuade lovers to find each other, strangers to make friends, and enemies to make peace. i can move mountains.
---Patricia Raybon, My First White Friend---
we have a beautiful
mother
her hills
are buffaloes
her buffaloes
hills.
we have a beautiful
mother
her oceans
are wombs
her wombs
oceans.
we have a beautiful
mother
her teeth
the white stones
at the edge
of the water
the summer
grasses
her plentiful
hair.
we have a beautiful
mother
her green lap
immense
her brown embrace
eternal
her blue body
everything
we know.
alice walker
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