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298 pages, Hardcover
First published December 7, 2021

I am black, not because of a curse, but because my skin has been able to capture all the cosmic effluvia. I am truly a drop of sun under the earth.
What all of this has led me to believe is that they never really see us. When they do, they don’t. It’s like we can’t go anywhere and yet we can go everywhere. I mean, as I was leaving Slager’s place, that couple saw me up close. We were face-to-face, but it seems to me that all they really saw was a son of Africa. They didn’t see me.
“When they get in my chair, I want them to experience hope and history. I want to free their minds, Elizabeth. I understand them ’cuz I still remember what it was like to want to look good so you could get a job and a woman and a house and some kids.”
He lowered the chair and turned it toward the mirror in one motion, putting his giant hands on the young man’s shoulders.
“Son, remember this—all you got is your name.”
Langston now stooped down by his ear.
“No matter how hard they try, they can’t take your name.”