Searching for a way to feel

Chicago, IL.

Grew up in Detroit. 1970s. Did time in the Nation of Islam for 2 years. Father was discriminated against at work (thus the NOI). My mother just didn’t like white people. I’m was raised to hate them. And 40-plus years on, my parents’ anger left a residue that difficult to watch off. But my adult life is different from theirs. I am indifferent to the whole thing. I understand racism intellectually, but not emotionally. I am too self-consumed to notice whether white people are discriminating against me. I just don’t care. I’ll be fine. But I am tall, fat, be speckled, with natural hair. Oh, baby. I could talk about living that reality ALL DAY LONG.


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