I gazed over the other protestors holding their fists up. The solidarity was overwhelming. It made me realize I had to keep my fist raised,
Thought of the election provokes mayhem and borderline claustrophobia in my head. I didn’t care at first; I saw no reason. I am a privileged,
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
Paideia poet Royce Mann, 14, spoke up about his slam poem “White Boy Privilege,” how quickly it went viral, and what he hopes to achieve:
