the first book I read where I saw a clear reflection of myself was mufaro's beautiful daughters by john steptoe. it had rich, colorful pictures of two beautiful african sisters, one whose heart was good and one with ill-intentions, on their way to meet a prince. the pictures and story were so vivid I sometimes ran my hand along the pages as if I could physically touch the leaves and foliage surrounding each scene. there is something to be said for reading a work that reflects back to you who you are and the life you know. there is also something to be said for reading a work that exposes you to a world you've never known. the following women authors (and many more) have been that way for me. check 'em out and hit me up with any add-ons.
1. alice walker (the color purple)
2. zora neale hurston (their eyes were watching God)
3. toni morrison (love, sula, song of Solomon, jazz, the bluest eye)
4. maya angelou (I know why the caged bird sings)
5. nikki Giovanni (love poems)
6. sonia sanchez (full moon CD and any of her haikus)
7. lorraine hansberry (a raisin in the sun)
8. ntozake shange (for colored girls who have considered suicide when the rainbow is enuf)
9. gloria naylor (women of Brewster place)
10. gwendolyn brooks ("we real cool" and any of her sonnets)
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