Minority art, vernacular art, is marginal art. Only on the margins does growth occur.
WE WUZ PUSHED.
The demon got up. The demon said Fool. To think you can eat their food and not talk to them. To think you can take their money and not be afraid of them. To think you can depend on their company and not suffer from them.
(Only God can make a tree and She seldom tries, nowadays.)