I haven’t performed spoken word in twenty years.
Actually, I avoided it as much as I could. It brought back some memories that I didn’t want to think of.
But somehow, this piece leapt off the page and needed a voice. So, I gave it one.
It’s about growing up white in an all-black housing project. You can read it – or listen to me speak it.
Today, on the Sisterwives blog.
Thank you for joining me as I step into my past and my future, simultaneously.