
Jayson Jones
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May 30, 2024 |
jaysonkristopher.medium.com | Jayson Jones
By Jayson Kristopher Jones T he street was packed - cars and pedestrians stopped, all staring, talking, and crying. This was Flatbush Avenue in the spring. The sun was setting and the Ave was booming with the entire Little Carribean community making their way home, shopping for the last-minute items for dinner, or boarding the bus going to or coming from work. I don't even know why I was there, but I was - eyes...
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Apr 24, 2024 |
jaysonkristopher.medium.com | Jayson Jones
I Don’t Know How To Do ThisThe Confessions of a Humble ParentPhoto by Gift Habeshaw on UnsplashIt was approaching 7PM, the plane was full, bags were stowed, and seatbelts were clicked. The flight: a four-hour and twenty-minute zip from El Salvador to New York. The vacation was nice (seriously, El Salvador is beautiful), but I needed to get back to my bed and a climate that wasn’t Hades hot. The final passenger, an older Afro-Latino man with khakis, a…
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Nov 12, 2023 |
levelman.com | William Spivey |Garrick McFadden |Jayson Jones
According to figures released by the US Census Bureau, not only do white people represent a smaller share of the total population than in previous years. Thereare fewer white people, going from 197,845,666 in 2016 to 197,309,822 in 2019. It is anticipated that by the year 2045, white people will be a minority in America, and many white people are already scared as hell. It’s not as if white people have a history in this country of treating other races well.
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Aug 4, 2023 |
yourtango.com | Jayson Jones
"Sit still!" It’s been thirty years and those words rock my insides, as if they were aimed at me. I was halfway across the room, watching my cousin’s otherwise light brown skin fill with red blotches along her scalp. With her lips askew and tears welling in her eyes, she cried silently, knowing that our grandmother would hear none of it. "She hair BAD," Grandmother muttered as she violently waved the comb through dark, thick, and unyielding strands.
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Jul 25, 2023 |
zora.medium.com | Jayson Jones
And, there's no need to pinch her nose"Sit still!" It's been thirty years and those words rock my insides, as if they were aimed at me. I was halfway across the room, watching my cousin's otherwise light brown skin fill with red blotches along her scalp. With her lips askew and tears welling in her eyes, she cried silently, knowing that our grandmother would hear none of it. "She hair BAD," Grandmother muttered as she violently waved the comb through dark, thick, and unyielding strands.
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