No, I don’t “talk white.” I’m a free Negro. Slave.– AshleyLaTruly Get your life. (via ashleylatruly)
Deliver me from writers who say the way they live doesn’t matter. I’m not sure a...– Alice Walker (via magmotivates)
Yes, Mother. I can see you are flawed. You have not hidden it. That is your...– Alice Walker (via howardtuniverse)
Did you have a genius of a great-great-grandmother who died under some ignorant...– In Search of Our Mothers’ Gardens: The Creativity of Black Women in the South (1974)
And so our mothers and grandmothers have, more often than not anonymously,...– Alice Walker (via unconditionedconsciousness)
words-for-words: Expect nothing. Live frugally On surprise. become a stranger To need of pity Or, if compassion be freely Given out Take only enough Stop short of urge to plead Then purge away the need. Wish for nothing larger Than your own small heart Or greater than a star; Tame wild disappointment With caress unmoved and cold Make of it a parka For your soul. Discover the reason why So tiny...
Animals of the world exist for their own reasons. They were not made for humans...– Alice Walker (via fictivefox)
I have just about let you play man long enough to find out you ain’t one.– Mem, The Third Life of Grange Copeland. (via iwantthisbitchgonenow)
I think it pisses God off if you walk by the color purple in a field somewhere...– The Color Purple. Alice Walker (via shutupmeg95)
Activism is the rent I pay for living on this planet.– Alice Walker (via volunteer-lawyers-for-justice)
Even as I hold you, I am letting you go.– Alice Walker (via oktoberlyons)
…the only reason i got married was because it was illegal, i proposed to him!”...– Alice Walker on Desert Island Discs. Absolute heroine. (via renspitsatmagpies)
nappylikeyopappy: a mini manifesto: threexthree:... →
ancestryinprogress: a blk/woman/speaks i am deep/blk/soil they have tried to pollute me wid a poison called America they have tried to scorch my roots wid dope they have tried to drown my dreams wid alcohol wid too many men who spit their foam on top of my fruit til it drops rotten in…
mauving: if i had known, if i had known you, i would have left my love at home. Sanchezzzzzzzzz.
mauving: “And I cried. For myself. For this woman talkin’ about love. For all the women who have ever stretched their bodies out anticipating civilization and finding ruins.” Sanchez. OG.
don’t let them die out all these old/blk/people don’t let them cop out with...– sonia sanchez, now poem. for us. (via black-poetry)
i give myself five days to forget you. on the first day i rust. on the second...– Warsan Shire, “Residue” (via lifeinpoetry)
the coal miners and the atheists the immigrants and the sword swallowers the...– Warsan Shire, “Day Six” (via lifeinpoetry)
How far have you walked for men who’ve never held your feet in their laps? How...– Warsan Shire via (via superbunneh)