As I write this essay (summer 2020), I am five months past my last chemo treatment. My hair is almost fully grown back, although I think I will keep it shorter than I used to because it is easier to manage. It is July and I have been swimming in a friend’s pool for...
This post is not going to go the way you think it will, so please read to the end. If I am guilty of something merely because I am white, there is no redemption for me. I cannot stop being white. White Guilt Now, I know that those who use the phrase “white...
