Red is the Flavor of my Memory
a Juneteenth poem
Happy Juneteenth everyone! I’ve been spending a good portion of this week teaching my kids how to make red drink (aka red drank) and explaining its significance to us.
Red drink is a heritage. It tastes like our enduring. A red drink was used by our indigenous West African ancestors for ceremonial and medicinal uses. The o…
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