Limbo by Glynn Pogue We first saw Joe Smokes Wisdom on Howard University’s infamous yard, a square of jade green grass bordered by brick and ivy buildings of academia. For decades, this holy land, with its cracked cement walkways and grand old trees painted with sorority and fraternity insignia, was where a community often on mute made loud political–and fashion– statements. It was April, and we could feel the frost melting. Anonymous architecture students who’d spent the winter locked in […]

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