“When I was a child, my mother would try to convince me of a woman's need for a secret stash. "It can be anything: land, property, even a couple hundred dollars. You know, in case anything goes wrong and you… — Zinzi Clemmons Copy Share Image
“In this regard I find myself dubious about the politics of women’s peace groups, for example, which celebrate maternality as the basis for engaging in antimilitarist work. I do not see the mother with her child as either more morally… — Zinzi Clemmons Copy Share Image
“Loss is a straightforward equation: 2 - 1 = 1. A person is there, then she is not. But a loss is beyond numbers,… — Zinzi Clemmons Copy Share Image
“She comes to me in snatches - I remember pieces of her laugh, the look she gave when she was upset. Sometimes I sniff… — Zinzi Clemmons Copy Share Image
“Oftentimes I find myself, when we are fighting over the bills, or when he chews his food too loudly or laughs at the wrong… — Zinzi Clemmons Copy Share Image
“If I look long enough at a flower, I can see the color of her cheeks in the stigma.” — Zinzi Clemmons Copy Share Image
“But as I stood there with those mathematics in hand, the weight of the moment on me, I said nothing. And when I tried… — Zinzi Clemmons Copy Share Image
“I don't sleep for two night. Instead I am wide awake and tossing. Each day I feel less like the person I was the… — Zinzi Clemmons Copy Share Image
“I realized that that was how heartbreak occurred. Your heart wants something, but reality resists it. Death is inert and heavy, and it has… — Zinzi Clemmons Copy Share Image
“Yes, there is that dark, terrifying loneliness that scares me, but I am acquainted with fear. If I stay inside it long enough, root… — Zinzi Clemmons Copy Share Image
“Early on I felt I had nothing to offer Dean except my body. He was a full person and I knew that I wasn't… — Zinzi Clemmons Copy Share Image
“This was the paradox: How would I ever heal from losing the person who healed me? The question was so enormous that I could… — Zinzi Clemmons Copy Share Image
“His apartment is on the top floor of a three-story building in King. The landlady is an old Rusian woman who smokes at the… — Zinzi Clemmons Copy Share Image
“The pilot came on the loudspeaker to tell us we had been hit by lightning. Despite our fright, no damage had been done to… — Zinzi Clemmons Copy Share Image
