Speak Life, Live Love: a Detroit Poet Goddess, One Single Love Rose

“You speak life—I try to speak life every time I open my mouth,” says One Single Love Rose, and from there this episode blooms into a living archive of Legacy Black Detroit: four generations from Black Bottom to the East Side, Creole kitchens to jazz guitars, a mother born a “call bearer” whose veil marked prophetic gifts, and a daughter who learned in second grade that “words have power—to hurt or heal.” Rose traces family roots from Shreveport red clay to McClellan Street porches, then walks us into Detroit’s spoken-word renaissance, where she evolved from page to stage—touring Europe, mentoring “great-mentees,” and crafting sets that move “from the bedroom to the boardroom.” She breaks down playful, sensual erotics done “with love,” the discipline of listening for spirit at 3 a.m., and why young writers must “write for everybody so you can go everywhere.” It’s an irresistible, funny, soulful ride that ties Black Bottom’s vanished jazz bars to the future of Detroit’s cultural power—proof that when Detroit women speak life, the city’s ancestors answer back, and tomorrow’s artists find their cue.