– my black history –



early-mid 1960s: (Clockwise from top left) Aunt May, Ma, Aunt Nita, and Aunt Mamie


The names and dates run together, eventually.

Is it shameful in shunning weather? Yep, probably.

Luckily, I do recall, a dark and lovely tale not tall –

four sisters hunting for better, in harmony.


In low and smoky cities, born to such high legacy,

graceful granddaughters of a stand-out deputy,

raised in shaded filters of change and of diversity,

this is my black history… what the past means to me.



D.J. Whisenant


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