In his two young years, he’d been lead to believe that to be black was to be dangerous, but with that large chocolate arm wrapped around him, he’d never felt safer.
So this is where my 'inside voice' becomes my 'outside' voice. So pull up a chair and pour yourself a handsome glass of vodka. Welcome to Vidins' world.
100 Beautiful Words
african american, beach, black, black lives matter, blm, Chicago, Dad, love, photo, Photography, Race, racism, Seaside, Son, water, Wayne F. Miller, words, writer, Writing
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