Rebeca

“Because freedom, I am told, is nothing but the distance between the hunter and its prey.”
― Ocean Vuong, On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous

“In returning to the gospel of James, the hair (or even lack thereof) does do the talking, and it has been true for me that black hair talks in a language that is entirely its own, and a language that not all here can achieve – even among the multitudes of black folks, some hair can speak in a manner that other hair might not be afforded. Even among kin, even among siblings. But when it speaks well, there is nothing else that needs to be said to it or about it, although if I know my folks, I will say that many of us don’t mind heaping praise upon someone who knows they look good, even if they already know it.”
― Hanif Abdurraqib, There's Always This Year: On Basketball and Ascension

“What do we mean when we say survivor? Maybe a survivor is the last one to come home, the final monarch that lands on a branch already weighted with ghosts.”
― Ocean Vuong, On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous

“When a loved one dies it is right and proper to send a lost story about them or a small piece of change, to help out those who will before sunrise be dressed in their mourning clothes.”
― Nikky Finney, Love Child's Hotbed of Occasional Poetry: Poems & Artifacts