Poetry
Summer 1992
The Talented 90%
when I met (after riding the jim crow car wearin no good clothes and smellin like a mule) W.E.B. hebarely lifted his high yellow head
Poetry
Summer 1992
Have You Heard the Little Presbyterian Children Sing
have you heard the little Presbyterian children sing such dignity dressed and starched in gowns of black and white little girls wearing gloves little ladies on Sundays brats all week […]