For my Nieces and Nephews

Fearful love means sometimes I worry over you because I love you so much (yeah, resulting in that goofy glossy-eyed look--just play along like y'all do). If you know that, then you know that there are no shady hucksters, no mistake you could ever make, no single thing on this side of the river Jordan that could make you any less than loved in my eyes and should not make you any less in your own.

Trigger

It seems so obvious now. I don't want it all to be about race.  I don't.  But I teach mostly Black young people who have told me things like: 1.  My family calls me "white boy," you know, because I'm the one who goes to college. 2.  Slavery ended in, like, 1930 right?  C'mon Ms. [...]