Solange was onto something when she said “I can’t be a singular expression of myself. There are too many parts, too many spaces, too many manifestations, too many lines, too many curves, too many colors, too many flavors for me to be one thing.”
Baby, Zora Neale Hurston started that novel with, "Ships at a distance have every man's wish on board." Toni Morrison opened on, "Quiet as it's kept, there were no marigolds in the fall of 1941." Black women writers just KNEW how to start a novel. Lord let us keep those recipes.