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Oakland After the Midterm Elections, Now What?

Posted on November 26, 2014 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

Advertisements The local mid-term elections in Oakland have come and gone. We will have a new mayor and other new officials. What will be different? What will stay the same? What does Oakland need? Will a new administration bring us … Continue reading →

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Autumn

Posted on September 29, 2014 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

Advertisements Summer fades its burn leaving room for rain dancing & the calling forth of winter but autumn will have its day short long night gold leaves falling on a transitioning a going to be reordered so autumn resembles an … Continue reading →

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razor

Posted on July 22, 2014 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

Advertisements razor blue steel glow like the moon in the dark of night i call it cotton cuz it comes out when the rubber leave the road then cotton runs the show the moment they act like they dont see … Continue reading →

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Cotton

Posted on July 4, 2014 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

Advertisements I inherited a legacy cotton is my inheritance cotton chain gangs& songs about chariots chariots chain gangs & cotton joe turner came and never left he over yo shoulder cotton on his breath my memory of cotton is older … Continue reading →

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August Wilson, The Lower Bottom Playaz, The American Century Cycle: Tales of Iron & Water

Posted on June 25, 2014 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

Advertisements August Wilson, The Lower Bottom Playaz, The American Century Cycle: Tales of Iron & Water Please support Oakland’s premiere North American African theater troupe in their new residency at The Flight Deck as they continue their historic march though … Continue reading →

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Ralph Ellison’s Song

Posted on May 6, 2014 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

Advertisements slain by ink again & again made invisible unseen conjured on the 11 o’clock news new mau mau’s jeans low wild threats to civility written on like a wall like an epitaph suffering on the margin blues after notes … Continue reading →

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Gentrification: No Resting Place, Pt. 3

Posted on December 26, 2013 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

Advertisements West Oakland: Gentrified “West Oakland is situated on the Bay side of Highway 980 and is easily accessible by public transportation including BART and buses. If you are an urban pioneer who is looking to buy somewhere before it really booms, … Continue reading →

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Unlikely Magicians

Posted on June 24, 2013 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

Theater offers you a chance to solve a character’s problem, enjoy his destiny, fight along side him against his fate. Theater gives a performer a place to spend the emotional currency stored in an their well of lived experiences, it gives you a place to go when it is necessary to vacate your own reality temporarily for the sake of being able to carry it when you are forced to return to it. Continue reading →

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Seven Guitars, A Glorious Gaze at the Mundane

Posted on June 22, 2013 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

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Wilson meets us where we live in all our drama and turmoil amidst the mundane backdrop of one day following another despite the brutality of the previous one. Continue reading →

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Poppy

Posted on February 10, 2013 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

Advertisements Poppy slowly like silk rustles he undressed my reservations skillfully seductively entering my mind a man for all seasons rite & here now hard as the times fine as grannies brandy & just as strong daddy make mama groan … Continue reading →

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