All I know is that last weekend I was pulled over/
For walking too fast down the sidewalk.
“Where you going, black Muslim girl?/Ain’t nothing here for you.” Read on
VOX Investigates / all
Lacquered acrylics fix beneath silk/Constricting around cranium/
Sustaining the days’ style, for the morning/I lay my head upon my pillow
Resting my eyes/And putting to sleep all of my worries that lay beneath my hair. Read on
White child, are you afraid of me? With skin black and teeth gleaming/I pray that you outgrow your fear of the dark/It is best for us both Read on
You are an artist, a scientist, a visionary/All of this just happens to come in many shades and colors. Read on
In today’s society, I feel like I should hate my race. / I should flat out bleach my skin white, turn my hair blonde, get blue contacts and change my name to Amy. Read on
Being white is a blessing, but it’s a shame that you’re not rewarded for your talents but for your skin color. You don’t realize how privileged you really are. Read on
