IN PURSUIT OF healing

IN SEARCH OF justice

TWR VOLUME 2

A Conversation with  Harryette Mullen

BY HABIBA MBUGUA

“When you find a poem that tells you not only how that other person felt, but it tells you how you feel or have felt, that's what I'm striving for. Other times, I'm really writing a poem just to entertain my brain, and also, I hope, entertain the brains of other people.”

 

“I have too big of an imagination, she tells me. I should stop seeing things in my head, she says. I disagree.”

 

“It started with his brother’s shout—¡Maricon!—and the finger pointed in derision as, dressed in Mamá’s heels and lipstick, he turned away from the vanity and put his hand haltingly up to his neatly coiffed hair.”

Pietá, Kristin Mathis

 

“What do you want?” I asked him.  He tilted his head back in an arrogant stance and looking directly into my eyes, he said, “We’ve come for the garbage.”

“On this MLK Day, as we reflect on not only this past year but all of those that preceded it, what becomes especially salient to us is what it means to be in community. “