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• Studies in Darkness by Traci Brimhall

  “There’s something about black,” said Georgia O’Keeffe. “You feel hidden away in it.” Louise Nevelson said she fell in love with black: “You can be quiet and it can contain the whole thing.” Somehow this is true for me, . . .

• I Came Here to Be Alone by Carrie Esposito

  I paced back and forth in my art studio, not taking my eyes off the drawing on my long white desk. I ’d just finished penciling in the eyebrows of a third African tribesman. . . .

• The Book of the Dead Man (Dylan’s Names) by Marvin Bell

  Live as if you were already dead.
                             —Zen admonition

  All I can do is be me, whoever that is.
                             —Bob Dylan
  

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• on When They Call You a Terrorist: A Black Lives Matter Memoir by Patrisse Khan-Cullors and asha bandele by Rachel Kincaid

  A necessary tension in memoir is that between the individual at the center of it and the broader context—the cultural or historical moments shaping the author’s trajectory into our lives. . . .