"I Am From..."
I am from Boston colonists who traded in Black bodies. I am from the dishonesty that is America's founding promise. I am from the contradiction of my Kentucky slaveholders and my Quaker slave runners. I am from a military father who sailed the oceans in big ships that smelled of oil, exercizing our dominion in the air, land, and sea. I am from the 1950s repression that smashed into the 1960s revolution yet still manages to cling to my core. I am from a widowed mother who deal