Professor Smart introduced me to her entire collected works which left a permanent mark and spark in my heart. She taught me about the power of words while simultaneously setting an invitation to heal still bleeding wounds not just within myself but in the world. She taught me to See and to aspire to express everything inside me which had been imprisoned in the floral velour folds of a stained armchair, the cracks of a linoleum kitchen floor.
“But I am convinced that the language that has the most force, requires the most acumen, talent, grace, genius, and yes, beauty, can never be, will never again be found in the paeans to the glory of war, or erotic rallying cries to battle. The power of this alternate language does not arise from the tiresome, wasteful art of war, but rather from the demanding, brilliant art of peace.”-Toni Morrison, Rest in Peace Beloved.