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Digging Past The Point of No Return

/ Christian M. / 1 Comment

When I was younger, I remember I went to a party with a co-worker. I don't know why, I didn't even like the guy, but nothing else was going on. He was a bit shady, and he'd gotten into trouble in the past, but I said yes. I knew I shouldn't, but I still found … Continue reading Digging Past The Point of No Return

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The Hand We Are Dealt

/ Christian M. / 5 Comments

"Dad, I'm Black like you." A simple statement from my son, spoken nearly a year ago. One born from a child's perspective on what it means to be Black or White. Sometimes, simple understandings are the truest ones. In this case, it was fortunately not true. He is not Black, like me. I am not … Continue reading The Hand We Are Dealt