salem

“Go down to the creek and keep them ghosts company. Mean as you is, they probably scared of you.”
― Honorée Fanonne Jeffers, The Love Songs of W.E.B. Du Bois

“Sixo says: “She is a friend of my mind. She gather me, man. The pieces I am, she gather them and give them back to me in all the right order.” A friend of my mind. Just thinking those words softens me.”
― Cole Brown, Black Love Letters

“I thought of the little slave girls, and of the little girl I had been. The secrets I kept about what had happened to me, so no one would think I was dirty. I thought of the pain of my ancestors who’d been slaves, perhaps even sold in this very place. I thought of it all, and I put my hands over my face to hide my shame, but there was an arm around my shoulder. It was Pat, and I buried my head in his chest as he hugged me tightly. He kissed the top of my head, but my weeping would not stop, as our professor’s clapping increased in volume.”
― Honorée Fanonne Jeffers, The Love Songs of W.E.B. Du Bois

“Black Love has always been defined by its devotion, care, and intimacy but also its resistance, its unwavering ability to persist in a world that would rather quash”
― Cole Brown, Black Love Letters