Together, we like to listen to Lauryn Hill’s music and watch soul-stirring documentaries on incarceration.
But the aspect of our love that I’m most grateful for is that I’m finally loved because of my Afro-Caribbean heritage, not in spite of it.
Still, at times I feel ashamed for dating outside my race.
I am an ally to my people, but I have not connected with them in the deepest way possible — romantic love.
My experiences date back as early as middle school, when I was infatuated with a black classmate for three years.