"When I sing, I don't want them to see that my face is black. I don't want them to see that my face is white. I want them to see my soul. And that is colorless." –Marian Anderson
teach me how to love you.
let me learn the ways that you
drown in tenderness.
is it a caress, deep in the night?
is it silence, and thought?
is it time? or offerings?
tell me, beautiful soul,
how can i love you
so that you never forget.