Sometimes it seemed like the truth was a bandy-legged soul who dashed from one side of the world to the other and I could never find him.


The Color of Water: A Black Man's Tribute to His White Mother (ed. 2012)


Sometimes it seemed like the truth was a bandy-legged soul who dashed from one side of the world to the other and I could never find him.

Sometimes it seemed like the truth was a bandy-legged soul who dashed from one side of the world to the other and I could never find him.

Sometimes it seemed like the truth was a bandy-legged soul who dashed from one side of the world to the other and I could never find him.

Sometimes it seemed like the truth was a bandy-legged soul who dashed from one side of the world to the other and I could never find him.