because, in the state our country is in, we need a little motivation to "stay woke" and to keep sprinkling our magic on em like confetti. my husband carefully put together the playlist and it's available on spotify and apple music (links above). it's a dope playlist and i'm not just saying that because of who he is (well, kinda). my booklist is below equipped with links to purchase the texts and passages from a few books or videos of the author reading their work.
what books/songs have we missed? tell us in the comments below!
“this is your country, this is your world, this is your body, and you must find some way to live within the all of it.”
“true resistance begins with people confronting pain and wanting to do something to change it.”
“the feminist politic part, is that women know how to let things go, how to let a dying thing leave the body, how to become new, how to regenerate, how to wax and wane, not unlike the moon and tides, both of which influence how you behave, i digress.”
“it is our duty to fight for our freedom. It is our duty to win. We must love each other and support each other. We have nothing to lose but our chains.”
“Slavery defined what it meant to be black (a slave), and Jim Crow defined what it meant to be black (a second-class citizen). Today mass incarceration defines the meaning of blackness in America: black people, especially black men, are criminals. This is what it means to be black.”
seventy five photographs. anthology including essays, photographs, poetry by amiri baraka, sonia sanchez, ishmael reed, patricia smith.
“i am what i am and you can’t take it away with all the words and sneers at your command.”
"the truth, as I see it, is that if black men and women, black boys and girls, mattered, if we were seen as living, we would not be dying simply because whites don't like us. our deaths inside a system of racism existed before we were born. the legacy of black bodies as property and subsequently three-fifths human continues to pollute the white imagination. to inhabit our citizenry fully, we have to not only understand this, but also grasp it.
you have survived so much
that no one remembers.
and you still spread warm
rain on all your overgrown
lots. and you still get dressed
in the morning. you still
open wide for the sun.
"no. don't never go looking for love girl. just wait. it'll come. like the rain fallin' from the heaven, it'll come. just don't never give up on love."
blessed reading and blessed listening.
anisah + rod