Eka Adelia

“Everyone else
has gone away.
And now coming back home
isn't really coming back home at all.”
― Jacqueline Woodson, Brown Girl Dreaming

“Somewhere in my brain
each laugh, tear and lullaby
becomes memory.”
― Jacqueline Woodson, Brown Girl Dreaming

“Deep winter and the night air is cold. So still,
it feels like the world goes on forever in the darkness
until you look up and the earth stops
in a ceiling of stars. My head against
my grandfather's arm,
a blanket around us as we sit on the front porch swing.
Its whine like a song.

You don't need words
on a night like this. Just the warmth
of your grandfather's arm. Just the silent promise
that the world as we know it
will always be here.”
― Jacqueline Woodson, Brown Girl Dreaming

“I work hard, he says, I treat people like I want to be treated. God sees this, God knows.”
― Jacqueline Woodson, Brown Girl Dreaming