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Feb.01.2009
A poem written by Bozena Intrator for her father.
We will walk together through the meadows…
It was a beautiful summer day,
late June.
The air was full of flowers smells.
My father said with a quite voice:
“Next year we will walk together -
hand in hand -
through the meadows by the lake Necko
and...
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Nov.25.2008
The Black Male Handbook is a collection of essays for Black males on surviving, living, and winning. Kevin Powell taps into the social and political climate rising in the Black community, particularly as it relates to Black males. This is a must-have book, not only for Black male readers, but the...
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Sep.23.2008
She was my first kiss. My first love. She was a little match girl who could see the future in the flame of a candle. She was a runaway who taught me more about life than anyone has before or since. And when she was gone my innocence left with her.
As I begin to write, a part of me feels as if I am...
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Sep.23.2008
Theodore Mead Fegley has always been the smartest person he knows. By age 12, he was in high school, and by 15 he was attending a top-ranking university. And now, at the tender age of 18, he's on the verge of proving the Riemann Hypothesis, a mathematical equation that has mystified academics for...
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Aug.17.2008
My Child,
You may not know me, but I know everything about you. Psalm 139:1
I know when you sit down and when you rise up. Psalm 139:2
I am familiar with all your ways. Psalm 139:3
Even the very hairs on your head are numbered. Matthew 10:29-31
For you were made in my image. Genesis 1:27
In me you...
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Apr.03.2008
this semi-autobiographical short was filmed in 2006 about a year and half after I met my biological father. In my reality things happened a little differently, but some events in the film are true.
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