Gregisdead121 ’s Reviews > How it Feels to be Colored Me > Status Update

The cosmic Zora emerges.
I
belong to no race nor time.
I am the eternal feminine with its string of beads.
I have no separate feeling about being an American citizen and colored. It merely
astonishes me. How can any deny themselves the pleasure of my company! It's beyond
me

I feel my race.
Among the
thousand white persons, I am a dark rock surged upon, overswept by a creamy sea.
I am
surged upon and overswept, but through it all, I remain myself. When covered by the
waters, I am; and the ebb but reveals me again.

I feel most colored when I am thrown against a sharp
white background.

The game of keeping what one has is never so exciting as the game of getting.