White Girlz

by Justin Jain

brown, gurgling, coil, dangerous, headache, constant

Taylor is a brown girl, light skinned. At St. Mary's prep school she is the only one in the 9th grade of her kind. Her friends think it's sooo cool to have a "black friend" and find themselves absently joking about Beyoncé's new secret album, where her 3rd track sounds like she's gurgling some guy's semen. "Black girls are so cray cray."

"I know, right?" Says Taylor.

This is the point when Taylor begins to coil up all of the confusion, the anger, the frustration, the shame, her sadness into a tight ball. Buries it deep in that dangerous place she calls "my dark matter." She laughs it off and goes to Chemistry.

Her headache is constant. Perhaps tomorrow she'll say something to those stupid fucking white girls.