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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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978-1-4541-9979-3
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https://doi.org/10.3726/978-1-4539-1624-7
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New York, Bern, Berlin, Bruxelles, Frankfurt am Main, Oxford, Wien, 2016. XXX, 592 pp.
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A brief word on prepositions (As indicators of time and place) (Jeanine speaks)

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A brief word on prepositions

(As indicators of time and place)

S/He’s not perfect. You aren’t either. The two of you will never be perfect. But if s/he can make you laugh at least once, causes you to think twice, and if s/he admits to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her/him and give her/him the most you can. S/He isn’t going to quote poetry, s/he’s not thinking about you every moment, but s/he will give you a part of her/him that s/he knows you could break. Don’t hurt her/him, don’t try to change her/him, and don’t expect more than s/he can give. Don’t analyze. Smile when s/he makes you happy. Yell when s/he makes you mad, Miss her/him when s/he’s not there. Love hard when there is love to be had [and when there seems to be none]. Because perfect [people] don’t exist, but there’s always one [person] that is perfect for you.

(Bob Marley, quintessential artist, seer, activist. One that I believe was a student of Supreme Love

[Available: http://tinyurl.com/m697erp])

When considering the ways we might form solidarity with our Black and Brown sisters who suffer restrictions on their rights to love, loving, sex, sexuality, and relating (and, therefore, restrictions on a real, viable, potent part of their sociocultural and socioemotional power), I found, most unexpectedly, that we could align ourselves by becoming particularly clear, critical, and creative in discovering our identities as lovers. When our...

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