At night, I bargained with God. If He let me wake up white, I’d never lie again. If He let me wake up white, it’d be easier to be good. In the morning, I woke up to find my skin an obstinate brown. Dark as mud; dark as dirt.
At night, I bargained with God. If He let me wake up white, I’d never lie again. If He let me wake up white, it’d be easier to be good. In the morning, I woke up to find my skin an obstinate brown. Dark as mud; dark as dirt.