Stories from the Hip Hop South
Boondock Kollage: Stories from the Hip Hop South is a collection of twelve short stories that addresses issues of race, place, and identity in the post–Civil Rights American South. Using historical, spectral, and hip hop infused fiction, Boondock Kollage critically engages readers to question the intersections of regionalism and black culture in current American society.
Chapter 6: Happy Feelins
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Granddaddy did not want to come with us to visit my dad in jail. He was a man set in his ways and me and Grandmama were disturbing his Sunday ritual: church and football. I haven’t seen my father, Radiant, since he showed up on our doorstep unannounced when I was eight. Mama threw a fit. He protected his face from each blow of her fist. “She don’t need a thing like you!” Mama screamed between each blow. As he ducked her jabs, Radiant smiled at me and winked. “You are my worst mistake. She won’t be a fuck-up like you,” Mama screamed. I’d never seen a man cry until that day. Radiant didn’t try to wipe his tears away or hide his feelings from us. Mama slammed the door in his crying face. A few years after my Mama threw hands on him I learned Radiant was incarcerated. I picked up the phone.
“This is a collect call from Primo correctional facilities…”
“Mama! Can I accept a collect call?”
She ran down the stairs and snatched the phone from my hand.
“Yes. I accept.”
My ears burned. I didn’t hear the voice on the other end but I hear my Mama loud and clear. ← 65 | 66 →
“Don’t call here anymore, you hear me? She don’t need you.” Mama slammed the receiver down on the base. She...
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