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  1. Carolyne

    Black Poetry : Ode to my Black Skin.

    I am the darker sister with the smooth chocolate complexion; the tinted shade competing with the night. I am trapped in a disadvantage: strolling the quiet streets with my head lowered to the ground- with fear smudged on my thick melanin. Convicted to a life sentence of constant worry because...
  2. Lrae

    Black People : HOw you gone build a nation when you can't build a table?

    So I have taken on the responsibility of caring for my 88 year old uncle who lives alone. His home is paid for, but in need of 30 years of repair. He gets a pension and SS so he has money coming in, but the problem has been actually finding black men to do the work! Now I was raised by a...
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