I’d Given Up On The White Picket

Like The End Of A Picnic, All The Weenies Will Be Roasted.

Actually, I Am Kind Of Busy Right Now,” I Drawled As I Settled Back Into The Chair And Closed My Eyes. “you Have To Make Melanin While The Sun Shines.

I Want One Thing I Can Point To And Say, 'that Is Good, And It's A Part Of Me.'

No," She Said Firmly. "i Want You To Stay When I Go. Break Tradition Again, My Love, And Burn Me Alone In The Home We Built. I Don't Want You With Me. You Aren't Done. You See Too Far Ahead. You Need To Make The World In Your Thoughts A Real One That Our Children Can Fly In." - Matalina To Jenks

I’m Not Going Anywhere With You, You Little Shoemaker,” I Said (rachel To Trent)