they know me. How I hate my body, how it s been
abandoning me. How I look up to the light to not
see mirrored back the emptying cup of my jaw, from To a Wild Place, Volume 62, Issue 1 (Spring 2021)
Tell us about one of the first pieces you wrote.
When I was a senior in high school I was a bit of a mess getting into all sorts of things I shouldn’t have, not showing up, and was very close to getting kicked out. I was just beginning to read contemporary poetry and listening to spoken word, and there was a teacher that let me do a final project in English class that was, essentially, a groaningly privileged teenager ripoff of Gil Scott-Heron’s “The Revolution Will Not Be Televised.” It was utter trash, but I learned how much I liked playing around with language and rhythm, and most importantly, that doing that was a thing a person was allowed to do and be valued for doing.
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I read with keen interest “The Education of a Harvard Lawyer” (January-February, page 38) by Nancy Boxley Tepper, my classmate. As I recall, she was one of five women in the class and I was one of three blacks. I noted with interest her comments about the phenomenon (“harassment”) of “Ladies Day” and the women’s invitation as 1L’s to Dean Griswold’s home for dinner and tea. She noted that her black male classmates were not singled out for “harassment” on our “day.” She is correct. I note however (ironically) that we three blacks were not invited to Griswold’s for dinner and tea. Was that a plus or a minus? I don’t know even yet!