I First came across Jean back in the underground mixtape days when I was on college radio.. I’ve been writing poems since I was 12, and slam and spoken word gave me a way to listen and feel language in my body, Jean is a masterful translator for me.
Jean painted the 90s & beyond with honesty, grit and magic.
That’s how I connected with Jean’s work, through flow, production, a refusal to water anything down. Like Ursula Rucker, Jean cracked something open in me. Both of them showed me what’s possible when you stand firm in your art.
When I saw there was a book coming out, I ordered it right away. It was waiting for me when I came back from overseas, and I ended up reading most of it on planes, trains, even in hotel gyms. The voice felt familiar, like a friend in my head, someone who gets my imagination and humor.
In my work, I spend a lot of time giving other people space to let go. This book gave that space back to me, I let go.
In my mid 40s, moving through the gauntlet of perimenopause, it gave me permission to finally cry about the things I had kept moving so fast by, things I was to busy to feel.
That was such a gift.
Jeans words about losing her mother pulled up grief I’ve held for my father, who died 22 years ago. I almost never cry for him anymore, but after reading that part I did. He even came to me in a rare dream that night. That is the kind of impact words carry. That is the impact of a power full Griot.
What I loved most is it is made crystal clear there is nothing wrong with changing, with shifting your creative path, even when you’ve poured everything into one thing. Plot twist!
The book is also funny, I just did not realize how touched I was by it all.
Jean is one of the greatest multi hyphenates of our time.
I wish her the best baguettes in Paris and every bit of success.
Thank you