hello, old friends

after spending years blanketing myself in the thin pages of baraka, hughes, walker, sanchez, giovanni, clifton, brooks, hurston, butler, sundiata, chestnut, wheatley cleage, equiano, shange, hooks, dougless, dubois, and all of their neighbors on the bookshelf, i found myself cold and not quite knowing why. i think my quilt fell to the floor and i'm ready to be warm again.