Anger at a child. How shall I learn to absorb the violence and make explicit only the caring? —Adrienne Rich, Of Woman Born When we meet Mommy she is wearing a mask. She has… Read More

And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, and then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot; and thereby hangs a tale. — As You Like It One summer, my Polish… Read More

In 1988 no one in France took the hip-hop movement seriously. It was the rec-room era. JoeyStarr and Kool Shen were just two kids from Seine-Saint-Denis, the 93rd ward, a neglected tract of housing… Read More

Six in the morn’, fire in the street / Burn, baby, burn… that’s all I wanna see / And sometimes I get off watchin’ you die in vain / It’s such a shame, they… Read More