Tag Archives: Memory

gentrified

Posted on February 14, 2015 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

Advertisements like a Palestinian boy with just a pile of rock i am helpless they are the invaders they have invaded grammie’s garden cutting down the bell tree planting sustainable drought resistant grasses that don’t take me home like the … Continue reading →

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ghost words

Posted on February 14, 2015 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

Advertisements when  a language dies there is no funeral the grief has no words silent as a dead forest memories unclaimed like loss baggage carrying home gone now with the words to describe the new sunrise the look in a … Continue reading →

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linqua

Posted on February 14, 2015 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

Advertisements separated from the words left only with the experience outside words no reason outside language the imperatives that bind me are impenetrable separating me from knowing how to heal myself I suffer without words to describe the pain that … Continue reading →

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Sedi Bo: A West Oakland Tale of Art and Transformation

Posted on March 17, 2014 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

Advertisements Sedi Bo’s image is memorialized in a mural on the corner of 14th and Campbell. Sedi’s name was Cedric, people also called him Country. He was a musical artist. He grew up in West Oakland. His sister’s runs a … Continue reading →

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