Eartha Kitt

I came Jordon Down Gym in South Central, L.A.every Saturdy morning to be with Eartha KittShe was small just like meShe had high cheekbones just like me.The power in her voiceThe fire in her eyesHer laugh soared over six conga playersand filled the whole gym.I wanna be just like you, Miss Kitt.Oh, Jean it’s you,Continue reading “Eartha Kitt”