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From the Thurber Prize-winning author of What Doesn’t Kill You Makes You Blacker comes a pioneering collection of Black humor from some of the most acclaimed writers and performers at work today “Crackling, hilarious. . . . You won’t want to miss it.” —People “Completely absorbing...

Sometimes the wrong side could be the right side. My father never loved me. I was never good enough for him because I was different. My differences made me vulnerable to his cruelty, and a mistake I made brought a deeper level of hell into my life. When my curiosity got the better of me one night, it ended with me being forced out of the world I’d learned to exist in before I was thrust into another. This new world is darker and more dangerous. It’s filled with lies, deceit, and pain. I have rules I live by now because the wicked walk these halls.

Three young women share an apartment in New York during the summers of 1967 and 1968. But as the Vietnam War begins to exact its toll on their generation, they must decide whether to stand for their country or their loved ones. An L.A. Theatre Works full-cast performance featuring Barbara Bain, David Birney, Beth Broderick, Anthony Edwards, Megan Gallagher, Peter Gregory, Patricia Sill, and Wendell Sweda. Directed by Valerie Landsburg. Recorded before a live audience in November 1992.

The companion to the classic anthology Daughters of Africa—a major international collection that brings together the work of more than 200 women writers of African descent, celebrating their artistry and showcasing their contributions to modern literature and international culture...

Say goodnight to the zany zoo animals featured in Peggy Rathmann’s Good Night, Gorilla!

I was not without sin. I carried my name for a reason. Screwing things up was just part of who I was. Sometimes people got hurt because of me. Sometimes they died. After being exiled from the world I’d created with my best friends, I was left to punish myself for my sins against the girl they loved. The sins I spent hours begging whatever entity was out there to forgive me for. But maybe I wasn’t supposed to be forgiven. Maybe I was who I was because I was meant for something bigger than me. Maybe I was always meant for her. The girl with the colorful eyes who never spoke.