“Sweet Tea”

Moving after college presents a special set of challenges—especially when the move is to a place that is the opposite of everything you’ve ever known. After my freshman year, I moved from West Philly to El Dorado, Arkansas. I suddenly found myself in the deep, sunbaked humidity of the South—in a place that knew nothing about snow but everything about white. The conflict arose when I discovered that I knew nothing about the South, but everything about black. Even now, I struggle to rectify the prejudices we both bring: geographical, historical, and personal.

Dave Harris was born in Los Angeles and raised in West Philly. You know where he lives now. You can find more poetry at WORD: Performance Poetry or on his Facebook page, or send him an email at david.harris@yale.edu.

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