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The Revelations of Asher

Toward Supreme Love in Self – (This Is an Endarkened, Feminist, New Literacies Event)

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Jeanine M. Staples

The Revelations of Asher: Toward Supreme Love in Self is an endarkened, feminist, new literacies event. It critically and creatively explores Black women’s terror in love. With poetry, prose, and analytic memos, Jeanine Staples shows how a group of Black women’s talk and writings about relationships revealed epistemological and ontological revelations, after 9/11. These revelations are presented in the context of a third wave new literacies framework. They are voiced and storied dynamically by the women’s seven fragmented selves. Through the selves, we learn the five ways the women lived as lovers: Main Chick, Side Chick, Bonnie, Bitch, and Victim. As an alternative-response to these identities in love, the author presents a new way. She introduces the Supreme Lover Identity and illuminates its integral connection to social and emotional justice for and through Black women’s wisdom.
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An encounter (Asher speaks)

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An encounter

There. That’s a pretty good list. Wow, writing it reminds me of how I thought up all those points. Basically, I forced myself to them by ignoring common sense off and on for years (give or take). As a matter of fact, I’m reminded of a particular patch of months I experienced many years ago. It all started during the winter after 9/11. I was finishing a serious, long-term relationship. You know how that is. Those long goodbyes. The sleepless nights. The damned crying spells. The fear of who is or is not “out there.” I just wanted to relax and chill with my girls. I needed to take a break from reality. That’s when I met Soren. Our connection prompted #10 on List #1. Whenever I think about our first encounter, it feels like yesterday…

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It was the last Friday of January 2002…a brand new year. My girls and I venture out to a hot spot about the same time every month. On this occasion, we chose Old School Night at Saki. I’ve had some steamy encounters in that place. It’s a chic Japanese restaurant full of cushy interconnected living rooms, a sushi bar, and multi-leveled ponds of exotic silver fish that stream into waterfalls. The owners decked the place with seat-side grills and candlelit tables that surround an elevated dance floor. The food is delicious and the atmosphere is cozy despite the large space. Most of the partygoers are...

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