“My Father Still Sleeping After Surgery In spite of himself, my father loved me. In spite of the hands that beat me, in spite of the mouth that kept silent, in spite of the face that turned cruel as a… — Toi Derricotte Copy Share Image
“Poem for My Father You closed the door. I was on the other side, screaming. It was black in your mind. Blacker than burned-out fire. Blacker than poison. Outside everything looked the same. You looked the same. You walked in… — Toi Derricotte Copy Share Image
Poetry asks people to have values, form opinions, care about some other part of experience besides making money and being successful on the job. — Toi Derricotte Copy Share Image
These are the stories of travelers on a spiritual quest between worlds. Part mythmaker, part poet, Omar Castaeda is an original, and these stories… — Toi Derricotte Copy Share Image
“-----What is more punished among the angry than anger? among the unsatisfied than desire? among the hate-filled than hate? among the frightened than fear? ” — Toi Derricotte Copy Share Image
“My Father Still Sleeping After Surgery In spite of himself, my father loved me. In spite of the hands that beat me, in spite… — Toi Derricotte Copy Share Image
“Violence is central in our lives, a constant and unavoidable reality. Experience is not a linear construct moving from one point to another -… — Toi Derricotte Copy Share Image
The job of the artist is not to resolve or beautify, but to hold complexities, to see and make clear. — Toi Derricotte Copy Share Image
“A picture in a book, a lynching. The bland faces of men who watch a Christ go up in flames, smiling, as if he… — Toi Derricotte Copy Share Image
I hate it when, after I let a white person know they've said something racist, I end up having to listen for hours to… — Toi Derricotte Copy Share Image
“Poem for My Father You closed the door. I was on the other side, screaming. It was black in your mind. Blacker than burned-out… — Toi Derricotte Copy Share Image
