THEY CALLED HER TAR BABY.
Midnight.
Darky.
Mudpie.
Bet lightning bugs follow you in the daytime.
Bet when you swim it look like oil.
Bet you can’t find your own shadow.
The jokes were true.
She was black.
Blueblack. No, so black she looked purple [my summer goal, every summer].
Artist: Aaron Facey