How Baltimore’s Blackness made me a bold creative | GUEST COMMENTARY

When I was a child, the Baltimore I knew was exclusively Black. My family has deep roots in and around the city that trace back at least five generations. One large family blended with another large family and then another until my network of cousins, aunts, and uncles spiderwebbed across the metropolitan area. Surrounded as I was by Blackness, I moved through the world armed with an audacity fueled by the people who made up Baltimore as I saw it.

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