A heart-wrenching and captivating story of race and a young girl’s pursuit of beauty.
“So it was. A little black girl yearns for the blue eyes of a little white girl, and the horror at the heart of her yearning is exceeded only by the evil of fulfillment…. All of our beauty, which was hers first and which she gave to us. All of us- all who knew her – felt so wholesome after we cleaned ourselves on her… We honed our egos on her, padded our characters with her frailty, and yawned in the fantasy of our strength. And fantasy it was, for we were not strong, only aggressive; we were not free, merely licensed; we were not compassionate, we were polite; not good, but well behaved… Love is never any better than the lover. Wicked people love wickedly, violent people love violently, weak people love weakly, stupid people love stupidly, but the love of a free man is never safe. There is no git for the beloved. The lover alone possesses his gift of love.”
Carissa W Tomas, PhD 