(21/30) Year Twenty: THE DIPLOMAT




Living in a town of snow
was a shock to the system
for someone raised in a chocolate city,
especially when looking and talking
like one of those hip-hop guys on TV.

Interactions with folks often started with questions;

Why do y'all roll one pants leg up?
Why do y'all get symbols and names cut into y'alls heads?
Why do y'all wear cornrows and braids?
Or high top fades?
Can I touch your hair?
Are y'all really that big down there?
Do you sell weed and crack?
Would you ever date a girl that wasn't black?


Every answer tended to be blunt yet diplomatic.



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