The Fire and Rage of Black America Lives Within Me

I’m tired because Black people continue to be killed disproportionately and nothing ever changes

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My 15-month-old Ghananian American nephew is the closest thing to perfection I’ve ever laid eyes on. We call him “the King” because he’s got us wrapped around his chubby little fingers. I’m a proud auntie who loves…