Toni Morrison can send chills down my spine for both the beauty and the strength of her words, regardless of if the situation is a joyous or a fearful one. Read this for Black History month a few years ago. Was going to re-read this year, but my eyes are wonky, so I'll get a ebook copy from the library and re-read that. This copy was picked up in a little free library in South Philadelphia.

Left at Hey Little Brother LFL on 24th and Manning.

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