“You know, “black on the outside but white on the inside?” When I was young my black friends tried to educate me on what it meant to be black. And when I got to college my white friends said I wasn’t “black enough.”

“Why do I have to be more of one thing than the other? Why can’t I just be me? I’m a blend of different cultures, ideas, and races but the world has to put a general label on it because they don’t know how to define it.

“An Oreo symbolizes a separation between two flavors but when you taste it, you’re getting both. I’m black. I’m white. The End.”

Photo credit: Arielle Pina
Editing credit: Harriet Evans

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