There have always been people suffering from anti-Blackness. And May Ayim highlights the continuity of the Black experience—not only her own, but those before her as well.
Black women have been killed for our beliefs for as long as Black people have been demanding the right to breathe.
Kathleen Collins never subscribed to the over-wrought myth of the starving artist . . . For her, suffering did not beget great art.
How do you begin when your legacy is loss?
I imagine she wrote it for women like me. Women who wear their hearts on their sleeves but hold their hands over their mouths.
Miraci is being the one thing blackness has always been forced to be even when unwilling—political.