Biracial??! Maybe. But, call me black.

Tiffanie Luckett
Greenbelt, MD

I was adopted at nine months of age. My parents are black. My biological parents were Caucasian and black. My parents expected the world to see me as black (or “other than white”), and raised me accordingly. I was raised to see myself as black, and I find it unsettling/strange/uncomfortable when someone calls me “biracial.” I see myself as a black woman, and have never identified as biracial, mixed race or anything other than black.


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