Report, if you have a problem with this page“ DeLois lived up the block on 142nd Street and never had her hair done, and all the neighbourhood women sucked their teeth as she walked by. Her crispy hair twinkled in the summer sun as her big proud stomach moved her on down the block while I watched, not caring whether or not she was a poem. ”
Audre Lorde
From : Zami: A New Spelling of My Name
