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  • One Of Them por RMartinez1
    RMartinez1
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      LECTURAS 83
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    This story is set in the year 1964. When a young woman decides to defy the laws and set aside differences even when putting herself in life or death situations.
  •                                                                       THE GARDEN por mikk1066
    mikk1066
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      LECTURAS 4
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    Memoir of a life of poverty in the mid 20th century Kentucky focussing on the clan patriarch.
  • Last Words por YoungRebel4
    YoungRebel4
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      LECTURAS 27
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      Partes 1
  • The Bad Ones por MarsInRetro
    MarsInRetro
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      LECTURAS 121
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    Winter Lynum, a 98-year old Black woman, recounts a traumatic experience from her childhood during the Jim Crow era in Alabama.
  • Rebirth of a Nation por JaneanWatkins
    JaneanWatkins
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    First, arriving in chains and shackles Mind racing; prepared for battle, in a land not my own. Stripped from my home, Humiliated, whipped, raped and frightened to the bone... In this hell; I felt alone. Then, they say 'you're free' Was I supposed to be happy? That I was working for Zero fees, tilling, nurturing, and pleading on my hands and my knees Unable to read... please! Finally, I began to fight. Fought for liberation and rights Fought not to see my brother's body dangling from Great Oaks at night Struggling to survive, vote, learn ...and, We shall overcome... someday? They didn't want me to know. When I figured it out, they implemented COINTELPRO ...and, burned down my community. But my immunity to downfall at the hand of oppression Left me standing in solidarity with those just like me. Now, the day has arrived. And, I must believe my eyes because Black Lives... They Matter If I walk up to the White House door and knocked, A brown face would answer. In a sea of faces pride spreads, Similar to the effects of cancer, but not as negative For the most part, they're letting me live What once had to be taken, some now give ...respect, admiration and the ability to have dignity. Yes, even though, some still feel the need to depict me as a monkey. We finally - THANK GOD - We FINALLY Got... us... FREE!!
  • Five Miles to Paradise por JG9843
    JG9843
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      Partes 44
    Evil lives in the back woods and swamps of the Deep South. From the dark corner of a decadent plantation mansion to the soggy decay of a one-room swamp shack, it breeds and festers, grows and blooms. It lies in the recesses of small town ignorance and poverty. Waiting. Waiting. Always waiting. Watching patiently like a hidden viper coiled and ready to strike! And when it does, its venomous fangs show no mercy and suffer no remorse. Who will be Evil's next victim? *** Five Miles to Paradise is the second installment of this series. Pale Moon Over Paradise is the first installment.
  • Pale Moon Over Paradise por JG9843
    JG9843
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      Partes 148
    PALE MOON OVER PARADISE is the story of Leah, an African American girl struggling to survive poverty and discrimination in the Jim Crow South. Travel back in time to the days before the Civil War. Follow Leah's family through the dark days of slavery. Get to know Leah, a woman of strength and grit, and walk with her on her journey to overcome and prevail against bigotry and hate. *** The second installment in this series is Five Miles to Paradise.
  • Jim Crow por purplepenguin856
    purplepenguin856
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      Partes 1
  • Sweet Freedom por thegreatbigworld
    thegreatbigworld
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      LECTURAS 307
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    A collection of poems, essays, and short writings about the American Civil Rights Movement
  • Miss Elle por nharter
    nharter
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      LECTURAS 160
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      Partes 20
    Summer in small town Indiana. A young father befriends an elderly black woman and through her discovers an earlier time and place: Knoxville College during Jim Crow. The narrator gradually learns that community means inter-knitted lives. With community comes hope for overcoming racial polarization.
  • We Still Have a Long Way to Go por monty1000
    monty1000
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      LECTURAS 44
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      Partes 1
    I think most folks would agree that hard work translates into success. But here's the question that I examine in the attached essay, Does that mean that race and ethnicity play only a minor role, if any at all, in shaping one's success and acceptability in our society? I am not sure if my parents - both black - who grew up in Jim Crow South would agree. Here's their story.
  • The Mande por martingmande
    martingmande
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      LECTURAS 133
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      Partes 11
    Hello, readers. This is not a book. This is more like a trailer for books. Every few years (or months if possible) I will be updating this book about my upcoming stories. This way I don't catch you off guard. Unfortunately, I won't give in full details about my upcoming ideas as they may be changed during the planning process. Right, please enjoy surfing through my profile and enjoy the rest of your day. Martin G. Mande
  • True love waits por IamReneeHopkins
    IamReneeHopkins
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      Partes 46
    Instantly my face becomes straight in dead seriousness as I clear my throat."You shouldn't be seen with me anyways." Arching his beautiful eye brows you could tell he was generally confused, almost like he wasn't aware of the rules. "Why not?" Noah questioned. "Oh, come on don't pretend you don't notice I'm black!" "I'm fully aware that you're black, but that doesn't tell me why I can't be seen with you!" Sighing as I rolled my eyes I explain. "Certain folks around here don't take to kindly when our people mingle!" "Oookkkaaayyy-who cares what certian people around here thinks?" Shaking my head as I rolled my eyes once again, he just didn't get it."Look, I've seen what happens when certain people catches guys like you, talking to girls like me, I don't know you all that well, but no one deserves that type of beating." "I don't like being told who I can and can't be interested in." "Nobody does." In this love story Scarlett a black woman unintentionally goes against the social norms when she falls in love with Noah a white man in a town that is permanently stuck in the 1950's segregation in the south type era, only thing is, its not the 1950's, it 2018.
  • The Color Doesn't Matter... por TheDC3134
    TheDC3134
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      Partes 17
    Don't Judge a book by it's cover they say.... But they continue to judge a Human by their skin. This has finally pulled that last little straw right out of my cup because I'm completely sick of it now. I also have a lot more books on my story bird account so go check that out. The name is DessienPlayz on Storybird and This book is the most popular one as well. Thanks for all the support over there.
  • Atlanta's Black Jack The Ripper por emperorjohn1
    emperorjohn1
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    There's hatred brewing in the heart of Claude Alexander. As a dark-skinned black man, Claude has experienced racism and discrimination not only from whites but also from lighter-skinned, mulatto blacks. So when his mixed-raced "sweetheart" cheats on him with another man, Claude explodes in anger and he kills her friend and another woman. Claude revels in the blood and gore and the notoriety he's is receiving, the press calling him Atlanta's Black Jack The Ripper. Two years pass and Claude's brutal crimes has caused a public uproar, Faced with growing criticism, the Atlanta Police Department assigns a squad of it's best detectives to hunt the Ripper,, led by yound detective, George Bullard. Bullard knows his task is difficult. First, he is a white man trying to solve the murders of black women. Tensions between whites and blacks remain high in the Jim Crow Atlanta after the race riot of 1906. Furthermore, the Atlanta Ripper is an elusive killer who leaves no evidence. But Bullard is determined to catch the Ripper. Atlanta's Black Jack The Ripper is a historical crime novel based upon the Atlanta Ripper, a serial killer who targeted women in the Atlanta, Georgia, from 1909 to 1924. The novel is written from the viewpoints of the serial killer and the cop who is trying to capture him.
  • WHEN ALL HOPE IS LOST contemporary lit true story Black Wall Street poc por Chaunalea
    Chaunalea
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    A young family flourishes in their successful but segregated community until a violent massacre destroys it. Inspired by a true story (A Black Wall Street Historical fiction) (Photo: via Zinn Education Project)
  • Sinners por Rainha_Ray
    Rainha_Ray
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      Partes 7
    We follow Marietta, also known as Mourning Dove as she recounts the haunting tale of the Smoke Stack Twins-two brothers bound by blood, music, and a past they tried to escape. Set before and after the mysterious juke joint massacre, Marietta's quiet, reflective narrative unveils a story long buried beneath the noise of survival and blues. When the twins return to their hometown in Mississippi hoping for a fresh start, they are instead drawn into the shadows of an old, festering evil-one more dangerous than anything they left behind. With only fragments of truth and memory, Anna pieces together the chilling legacy of the twins and the darkness that never let them go.
  • 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍 | 𝒮𝒾𝓃𝓃𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝒳 𝑅𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇 por WilsonsWits
    WilsonsWits
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    "𝙊𝙝, 𝙎𝙞𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙧𝙢𝙖𝙣, 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙧𝙪𝙣 𝙩𝙤?" • • 𝙄𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙖 𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝘿𝙚𝙡𝙩𝙖 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙣𝙣𝙤𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙, 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙧𝙪𝙞𝙣, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙣𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚-𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙞𝙢-𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠. [Mary Louise X Reader]