She gifted intricate pieces of herself to a simple minded man.
For him she was too complex…
an ocean too deep.
He began drowning.
She let go.
Our skin forecasts prejudices and sets social markers on how we identify and relate with one another. For sure, this is a fact that I am very familiar with. I have often found myself at those crossroads, but now I am faced with peeling back yet another layer that I have found the utmost insecurity in. I know my race, but not a single clue about my ethnicity.
(Aliyah Johnson, http://lialiainlondon.wordpress.com/page/2/ Blog Post, 4/28/13)