blue/Black/baby smiles,
singin’ to an old river-
we hear you coming.

In the spirit of community-
we bring forth an ode to water, 
and to those present and preserved among it. 
A gift to ancestry, to us.
Through our dance, spirit and song
is the embodiment of paradise.
A journey from land to water.

“There is something about dancing that is family.”

The presence of young 
and practice of old,
we fly on foot. 
blue/Black/baby.
Pretending to be the water.
In the name of souls past,
we are paradise. 

How do we bring joy to our spaces? “blue/Black/baby smiles, singin’ to an old river- we hear you coming.” unfolds as a youth led parade and performance that answers that question. A celebration of self, our woven communities, and the presence of joy and paradise within us. The use of masks, indigo, movement, and poetry, speak to spirituality, water, migration, and the Blues - remnants of our Blackness. These things go together. 

The collaborative parade navigates spaces of Black life, both past and present, while confronting the removal of life and space. A statement of triumph and power. We parade for each other. We must. 

“It’s so magic, folks feel their own ancestors coming up out of the earth to be in the realms of their descendants”
-Sassafras, Cypress and Indigo, Ntozake Shange