blackgirl on mars: notes on a life in copenhagen (or how my alienation brings me closer to people).

Bandit Queen Press is proud to announce its upcoming second title, "Good Works", an anthology by Expat writers here in Denmark! There will be more information to come, but right now, here are some fanatastic pics of the American Women's Club Writing Group holding up the award from the American Women's Club (AWC) which made this anthology possible! farvel , the lab

because all the women in my family keep Silent about their Awkward truths I will tell mine in an Art Blakey kind of way So that the young will know that there are warriors before them: women who lead with dreams and know that there is no Such thing as a Casual Lover... I will live my life lonely it may sometimes seem because the person in Love is the person who can never be Free... Bornholm, June 2009

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You got the Copenhagen Blues when you long to be somewhere else. When you long to be home, with your grandmother, as the time bomb ticks away at her consciousness. Your're so far away from home, so far away from Brooklyn, from Diamond Vale: Sometimes it just don't make sense. But it's not like this all the time. This is a picture of my Auntie Bernice, My grandmother and cousin Dominic. My son Kai is in the front. This was last Summer, in Tobago.

Just discovered that celebrated poet and novelist Ben Okri will be here in Copenhagen at the Royal Library on Thursday 27 August 2009 at 20:00. Click here for more information http://www.kb.dk/en/dia/forfatterscene/090827_okri.html

Image by Radislav Golubtsov Liot came from Texas & had peroxide blonde hair pretty, small feet with bright red toenails & a body that told of diving. She’s what some People refer to As white trash As if it is ok To call anyone Trash. She looked like Stevie Nicks All into Cher And had a sign that Read: nudity beyond this Point hanging over the entrance Of the room she Shared with a mechanic Boyfriend who cared More about his hair Than he did for her. She had a crystal ball And a limp that got worse When it rained. She liked to borrow my phone When her bill went unpaid. I guess you could say I loved her… I loved that trust she still Seemed to have for People Although you know she got beaten down Over and over again. I like that although we came from Two very different places: Brooklyn & Texas, We both ended up on Maui Neighbors Keeping each other company. Between drugs and car crashes Liot earned money As an exotic dancer. Talk about euphemisms, But that just what was Grea...