This is how I remember Nikki Giovanni, and her quick eyes and humor, her smile as wide and as brilliant as the belief she had in us Black people. Nikki died on Monday, something still too hard for those of us who don't know a world without her, to fully understand. She was our national poet. Our national treasure. And she was these despite an America that said she'd be neither.
Nikki Giovanni was a Gemini, born beneath a June 7 sun, born onto a blood-soaked land called Knoxville, Tennessee.... Read more
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