He was now a husband and father, and they had not been in touch in years, yet she could not pretend that he was not a part of her homesickness, or that she did not often think of him, sifting through their past, looking for portents of what she could not name.
But race is not biology; race is sociology. Race is not genotype; race is phenotype. Race matters because of racism. And racism is absurd because it’s about how you look. Not about the blood you have. It’s about the shade of your skin and the shape of your nose and the kink of your hair. Booker
In America, tribalism is alive and well. There are four kinds-class, ideology, region, and race. First, class. Pretty easy. Rich folk and poor folk. Second, ideology. Liberals and conservatives. They don’t merely disagree on political issues, each side believes the other is evil.
She liked that he wore their relationship so boldly, like a brightly colored shirt.
And, in the pride in her eyes, he saw a shinier, better version of himself.
This was love: a string of coincidences that gathered significance and became miracles.
We teach females that in relationships, compromise is what a woman is more likely to do.
She had not thought of them as “fat,
…there was cement in her soul. It had been there for a while, an early morning disease of fatigue, shapeless desires, brief imaginary glints of other lives she could be living, that over the months melded into a piercing homesickness.
They had both wanted it to happen and they both wished it had not; what mattered now was that nobody else should ever know.