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280 pages, Hardcover
First published November 5, 2019

Sometimes, I would just sit & as soon as I shut my eyes, it would feel as if a plug was stretching from the crown of my head to the great world beyond. Angels would drift over me laughing in my ear. But that wasn't all. There were times I'd swing & I'd punch & I'd scream it all out, all the indignities of being born black & a woman and my cries would be met with pure silence but my walk back would feel like floating on the top of a river & my chest would feel like an empty channel. I don't know what is to come.While there are lyrical passages and the novel seems to build toward a conclusion that might bind the 3 time-frames together, this never seems to happen. The most fetching passages within The Revisioners occur in the period that matches the author's own, set in New Orleans where she grew up.

She stood, but she said it wasn't her feet that she stood on. They were heavy with calluses & age, the feet of a woman who had worked in the fields. She carried a weight she wasn't accustomed to & even climbing off her pallet was strenuous. The biggest change was in her mind: it had emptied out & narrowed in a way that relieved her.There are inter-racial frustrations & betrayals across generations, with an appearance by the KKK in a 1924 sequence and Alma's wealthy white grandmother Martha on the verge of senility violating the trust of her own bi-racial kin in 2017.
She knew to make haste for the swamplands. Don't let the sun rise before you're back her mother's voice sounded in her own mind, the same way she had taught her to stitch moccasins, or cut watermelon for its rind to rinse her face. That voice was gentle but firm, not like hers, which was as heavy as a man's people said.