Sep 18, 2019
7 min read
What I’ve Learned About Mothering Black Boys in America
No matter how many say so, my sons, you are not a problem
Between me and these others — who utter the sentence — the indelicate assertion hangs midair. Without hesitation, they speculate as if it is a statement of fact. I look into their wide eyes. I see them hungry for my suffering, or crude with sympathy, or grateful they are not…
