Such an eloquent way to describe the powerful feeling of “otherness,” Skywalker. It echoes my feelings as the “dark child” born to a mother who was shamed because of her Ojibwe heritage, but my “tainting” was brownish, reminding my mother of her shame, suffering, and anger about the way she had been treated.
Hi, thanks for coming by. I wrote this poem when I was 14 and the only child of color in a high school of 300 girls. As I reflect on your thoughts, I never consciously felt “otherness.” I remembered feeling ignored, not considered, absent, invisible which may be synonyms for otherness. But this is an ongoing story-poem so I can’t say more now, want you to enjoy the slow visual telling.
Such an eloquent way to describe the powerful feeling of “otherness,” Skywalker. It echoes my feelings as the “dark child” born to a mother who was shamed because of her Ojibwe heritage, but my “tainting” was brownish, reminding my mother of her shame, suffering, and anger about the way she had been treated.
Hi, thanks for coming by. I wrote this poem when I was 14 and the only child of color in a high school of 300 girls. As I reflect on your thoughts, I never consciously felt “otherness.” I remembered feeling ignored, not considered, absent, invisible which may be synonyms for otherness. But this is an ongoing story-poem so I can’t say more now, want you to enjoy the slow visual telling.