I remember times in my life when people tried to love me in spite of my Blackness, how dirty and dishonest that felt.
I remember times in my life when people have tried to shame me for my Blackness, how that pissed me the fuck off.
I remember times in my live when people tried to destroy my Blackness. – it made me Blacker. stronger. finer.
I remember times in my life when my love of my Blackness confused others so much that they became angry, defensive, sullen…
The first time I heard or read Deray Mckeeson say “I love my Blackness and Yours”
my heart was fuller and
my back straighter and
my head higher.
I love my Blackness