A Biracial American’s Struggle for Identity in a Nation of Black and White
An excerpt from Marginal Eyes, Chapter 2 My dad was a good dad, an American dad. And if I didn’t say so succinctly then this story would be horribly incomplete. I had parents who stayed married, I lived among good people, I was put through …
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An excerpt from Marginal Eyes, Chapter 1 The choir, clapping and swaying in unison, joined in for the chorus, their voices booming and rolling with strength. Many in the pews were clapping now. Some were rocking in their seats. Others stood and swayed to the …
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An excerpt from Marginal Eyes, Chapter 3 “Hey, look at that old Black lady,” he said insistently. In my previous world there would have been nothing strange about seeing an “old Black lady” anywhere, but in Chesterton it was curious … What do I do? …
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An excerpt from Marginal Eyes, Chapter Five Outside of my time in Mike Pence’s office I was also more widely exposed to the vibe of Washington, D.C. as I rode the Metro each day, engaged in the program’s other activities and attended social outings with …
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An Excerpt from Marginal Eyes, Chapter Eight “Stand against the trunk of the car and spread your legs,” the officer behind me directed. It was all going too far now. Because I had accidentally put the wrong plate on the front of the car? The …
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An excerpt from Marginal Eyes, Chapter Seven My songwriting had hit a peak in the summer of 2004 when I spent countless hours with my mind and a keyboard. Whereas the lyrics I had written to audition and make my first recording with Tommy were …
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