cover of the book Warmth Of Other Suns by Isabel Wilkerson, with a photo of dozens of African American children on a Harlem brownstone stoop, circa the 1930s.
Should have read it sooner, but now Warmth of Other Suns is my Bible of sorts. My own cultural, spiritual Odyssey.
Essential, blood, of the bone.
May well be the most honest testament to the stages of life, in complete honesty, ever. Not only the long, slow […]
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