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The Fear of "Monkeys" By Kindra J. Ferriabough One night a friend--who was my boyfriend at the time--and I were walking back to his apartment from a local bar. We were chatting as we walked, but not about him being White and me being Black or anything. As we got closer to his house, I noticed a scruffy-looking older White man approaching from the opposite direction. When he finally got close enough to us, he pressed his palms together with his fingers pointing outward and staggered between us saying something to the effect of: "Move outta the way..." Now I say that it was "something to the effect of" because the adjective of NIGGER! seemed to reverberate throughout the neighborhood. My immediate reaction was to put my fingers frighteningly to my mouth and glance wildly around, noting the other Edvard Munch paintings that were waiting for the bus across the street. Nigger! I screamed to myself. Oh my God! Where? Kindra J. Ferriabough thinks back moneys are the worst.
Some of her previous work has appeared in DOGZPLOT, Clockwise Cat,
Unlikely Stories, Calliope Nerve and Ken*Again.
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