sometimes I wonder
when I walk from the market
on a sunny day
in my black skirt
proud of my shadow
does the person checking
me out, revising expectations,
make it an anecdote?
…
sometimes I wonder
what’s on the mind of
the white driver honking
and gesticulating
for the black middle school kids
to get out of his way
(a right he doesn’t have)
if he’ll make that an anecdote
or confirm his bias?
…
walk more, kids
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