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What to this Negro is America at 250?

As I entered our local grocery store this morning, the security guard called me over.

“I like your shirt,” she said. I was wearing Angel City FC’s Immigrant City tee.

“Thank you,” I replied.

“I said to my church women’s group today, ‘Happy 4th of July to the Americans first and also…” 

She stammered a bit.

“Wait, I am trying to get my words.”

I waited.

“Happy 4th of July to the Americans first and also for the immigrants. Like your shirt.”

“Well, none of our people are originally from here. We are all immigrants,” I said.

“Except the people who were on this land,” she retorted.

“And yet, those are the ones whom our nation considers least American. But, as my shirt says, ‘Los Angeles is for everyone.’ So is America.”

As we parted, I said loudly, “My African sister, my American sister, Happy Independence Day!”

She smiled widely and yelled back, “For all of us!”

For all of us.

Photo by Janay Peters on Unsplash

51

Tiffany asked me what I wanted for my 51st year, and my quick answer was “to get to the money.”

To sit courtside at Los Angeles Sparks games and say hi to Dee, our favorite bartender in the Delta Sky lounge.

To travel for basketball reasons on a whim. To join our wealthier friends in donating to the arts.

To become fluent in opera.

To be a patron of the spaces that generate the vibes I want to see in the world.

We stood in line at the home opener for ACFC, surrounded by people who want to live in the same inclusive, collaborative, and supportive society that I want, and that’s what I desire.

More of this.

More reminders that the chaos on our screens isn’t always reflective of the realities of our neighborhoods.

I want to love my neighbor like atoms sharing a cell.

I want to love my body like a turtle loves its shell. 

I want to be where joy is.

I want to be joy.

I want joy.

Joy.

What do I want in my 51st year? 

To rain down joy on my loved ones and enemies alike. 

I want to be a warrior of light.