Fran Ross’s “Oreo” has been a secret love of mine since I first stumbled across it. It’s a sexy, irreverent, gloriously crafted, hysterical, stunner of a novel. Ross code switches and backflips between Yiddish and Ebonics, as we follow our biracial (Black and Jewish) narrator’s journey to find her white father. Written in 1974 and gaining new attention with its recent republication, this novel is years ahead of its time and deserving of its cult classic status.
This collection is near and dear to my heart. I read it when I need to fall back in love with the world again. "River, river/listen, I understand the urgency. I am/flood waters running; I am dirt ditch rising./ A constant glutton for the outpouring pond./I am desperately thing to return to gone."