Poetry

I Am My Husband's Garden

This is an reflection of our 16 years of marriage. This is dedicated to you, Babe.

I read to please my need to know my ancestor’s history

so there will be no repetition of the expedition that

fulfilled the white man’s mission to build this great nation on the backs of Blacks.

I read to get a glimpse of the greatness that preceded me

so I can create seeds greater than me.