Truly Black

In honor of Black History Month, a poem, circa 1995 I am truly black with bright colors on, showy, loud and raucous; passionate to extreme. Seething, ecstatic, joyous. Stereotype me with your blindness while the sun loves my skin. One of me can defend honor or strike terror at a whim; conquer bondage, build a... Continue Reading →

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