Oh, She’s Just Another White Girl

L.C.
Phoenix, AZ

In youth we never noticed our skins were different shades.
We rode the same bus, lived on the same street, were in all the same clubs and classes, graduated high school in the same robes and cords.

I hope I’m not just another white girl to you, too.


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