I am a woman of no language I was fed the words my mother ate And then I was told these sentences were not adequate I was taught to speak other than my mother’s tongue That my mother’s words only matter to use when I was young Through the course of four chapters, First Drop of Red speaks about history and identity, existence and survival, love and lust, as well as faith and doubts. It tells stories, it offers perspective, it asks questions, it ignites conversation. Pick it, flip ...