I don't think I'll ever recover from reading this book. I was so overwhelmed by the love and warmth which flooded through its pages, the power of love and friendship between women amidst so much pain, and how we are constantly learning as we move through life. I'm so glad I read Zami beforehand as I could trace the characters, the memories. I'll just leave this quote here:

“Growing up Fat Black Female and almost blind in america requires so much surviving that you have to learn from it or die. Gennie, rest in peace. I carry tattooed upon my heart a list of names of women who did not survive and there is always a space left for one more, my own. That is to remind me that even survival is only part of the task. The other part is teaching. I had been in training for a long time.”

(also I forgot to do my goodreads for a bit sorry I finished this a while ago)