“You’re sure dark for a white guy” —Philip Roth The Human Stain Passing for a white kid wasn’t easy— When you’ve got a big black dick like me It’s like being queer & trying to pass— For being a fucking str8t honky asshole There’s no way to hide it from knowing eyes— Eyes that know and see and see too much My mulatto mother had to get divorced— When my father took one look at it One look at my proud pigmented penis— That was it ‘cause he was outta there My mother was high yellow just like outta— Faulkner’s trashy novel Absalom, Absalom And there it was for everybody to see— My young jet-black Mandingo manhood What made matters worse later on was— I was queer as a Confederate dollar bill I would’ve made a good Mapplethorpe model— Once you’ve gone black there’s no turning back Hoodoo Voodoo mojo already had me good— My African genealogy growin' in my groin My mulatto mother couldn’t help me— I started wearing a Hoodoo Headrag White chicks called me up late on Sat nights— They wanted what I wanted: Mandingo love
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