We partied, and we loved. And we woke to a new gray, Brooklyn sky to a car that needed to be jumped. Love, though. We did brunch.
As a kid I absolutely adored Langston Hughes, Nikki Giovanni, James Baldwin and ‘nem. I saw photos of some of the greatest writers laughing together, probably talking about everything but their poetry, prose, literature and writer’s block. Today, I sat at a table with other writers who I believe in, and who have recently become a part of my family. and this is what we came up with:
And I hope they look at us like we looked at them.