A black cat crossed my path, and I stopped to dance around it widdershins and to sing the rhyme,
ChocolatLabor in the white skin can never free itself as long as labor in the black skin is branded.
Das Kapital/Das kommunistische ManifestTrust her; we girls are two sheets short of psycho when it comes to our special little time.
Forever BlackGive life long enough and it will solve all your problems, including the one of being alive.
Fishing the Sloe-Black RiverI sold my elegant blackness to all those childhood ghosts and now they pay me for it.
God Help the ChildEveryone— black as well as white— thinks it's going to be better over the next jump of land.
The Green Mile