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My Only Sin Is In My Skin


My Lord, I’m shaking my watch and double-checking the calendar. The dateline reads 2016, but the headlines sound 1960s mean. I’m expecting to see pictures of firehoses or German shepherds snapping at crotches. Many say bear it and grin, but it’s so hard when my Black skin is my sin. Louis Armstrong sang in an […]

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