Concentric: 7.21.16

“…when she abruptly stopped making concentric circles in the sawdust under her feet, to listen. […] Who was making this glory? Who was letting her speak? […] And before she remembered that she didn’t dance any more, she had leaped to the front of the musicians and was speaking of beauty and love in her body.” -Ntozake Shange, Sassafrass, Cypress, & Indigo, p. 156


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