"She removes her wig, her eyelashes, her makeup, never breaking eye contact with the reflection of her natural self. It’s an intimate, powerful moment television doesn’t often show: A black woman removing all the elements white supremacy tells her she has to wear to be beautiful, successful, powerful." (x)
What will become of my dear friend? Where will his actions leaves us then? Although I’d like to join the crowd, in their enthusiastic cloud, try as I may, it doesn’t last. And will we ever end up together? No I think not, it’s never to become, for I am not the one.